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The Awesomeness

Kids, particularly your own, are the most amazing creatures on earth, no?

The love and adoration a mama feels is absolutely spectacular, no?

You hurt when they hurt and you share their excitement when they're excited, no?

So...lemme tell you a little story.

Remember when this sweet pumpkin was born? 


And I took her newborn pictures? 


And she didn't cooperate one little iota but GOOD GOLLY is she ever cute and I can't say that I minded getting to hold her and feed her and cuddle her to get her to TRY to cooperate? Yeah, her.

Anyway, when I was finished snapping photos of the little munchkin, my brother and sister-in-law were talking to me as I was (confession: half) listening as I looked through the photos on my camera. This is sort of what I was (half) hearing, "You know...and you...but we're thinking...for baby...that we were going to ask Belle to be her Godmother." SAY WHA?????

My head snapped up and I got a little teary because I knew. I just knew that nothing else in the whole world would make my sweet girl's day (month? year? life?) than being able to be the Godmother to her brand new cousin. Yes, she's a young Godmother, but Catholic "rules" are that only one Godparent has to be a confirmed and practicing Catholic...my bro and sis-in-law ran it past the priest and got the go ahead and on Sunday night, during her birthday celebration, sweet Belle got the gift of a lifetime.

The last gift she opened was a card...a card from her baby cousin that read, "Godmother, Your Sweet and Fun and Cool" (or something like that) and the "OH MY GOSH!!" that came out of my girl's mouth was priceless! She was beaming. So excited and thrilled to be such an important part of her cousin's life!! Thankfully, we got it on video...because truly, such an awesome reaction!



And so, as her mama, there I sat, sharing the rocking chair with her while I fed HER Goddaughter...and I got all teary. Because: the joy. The joy that that one little act did for my daughter? It did me in.

The awesomeness of being a parent. It's the best thing in the whole world.

Later that evening, as she was trying on gifts and marveling in what she had gotten and that she had just been asked to be a Godmother, she exclaimed, "This is the best birthday EVER!".

And my heart exploded. 


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