And just for thought...
It is enough for me to know I do my best.
Regardless of the criticism, I give my all.
At the end of the day, her smiles prove to me I am enough.
I am far from perfect.
I won't pretend that I am even any good at any of this
but to her? I am enough.
I never knew how wonderful being her mother could be.
Those little brown eyes manage to make my rocky world all right.
I can forget the judgments, the pain, the struggle.
I can overlook my wrongs, my past because she has become my future.
They don't seem to compare to her arms wrapped around me.
In the dark of night, watching her chest rise and fall is all the comfort I need.
Her outstretched arms in the early hours provide me confidence for every new day.
I will never love or feel for anyone like the way I love, the way I feel for her.
No one else lifts my spirits as high as she does.
She is my heart on two very small legs, my soul in one sweet glance.
She is my courage, growing stronger every day.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.