December 10, 2010
I really don’t think I was an emotional lady until after I contracted motherhood. Not much made me shed a tear.
When I became pregnant with Princess Moriah, I couldn’t understand or figure out why I was so weepy about everything. I mean, come on, it’s a dog food commercial!!!
Well, whatever causes this never goes away. Tonight I was washing dishes and those rotten tears just kept pouring down my face. Little Princess Eden, bankie in hand, came over and touched my skirt to get my attention. As I looked at her through very watery eyes she said, “Sit...down.” I sat straight down on the rug. “Hold...me...mom.” That’s all it took, I scooped her in my arms, squeezed her tight and cried as long as I wanted. She didn’t mind at all.
I’m the mom, I’ll cry if I want to.