Sometimes, when I pick up my baby from her nap and she wraps her tiny little arms around my neck and burrows her head into my body...I am taken aback.
Swept away by love.
Amazed that this little creature trusts and loves me with everything she's got.
That she trusts and loves me more than anyone else on the entire planet (except for, maybe, her dad).
She depends on me. She needs me.
And in those moments, I realize just how blessed I am. Just how lucky I am to be a mother. Just how incredibly fortunate I am to have been trusted with these five lives.
It completely takes my breath away.