Erin Olivia
This is one of the reasons I am fighting what I am doing.
She is my world.
Erin Olivia - you will never truly remember much of this as your so young but you have literally been amazing.
You recognise mummy’s ouchie - my bruised breast from the biopsy when we bath together. She kisses her hand and pats my breast. Every. Time.
When I went to my appointments and I had to leave you with nonnie, nanna tee or auntie Ria to go get my ‘ouchie’ looked at. You kiss it better and give me a cuddle.
For someone who is barely 2&1/2 you know an awful lot that you shouldn’t maybe know.
Tonight I showed you my bandage around my picc and said mummy has a new ‘ouchie’ to make her big ‘ouchie’ better and you gave me extra cushions on the sofa and you tucked my blanket in.
You are my saviour.
I sat watching you snuggled on the sofa with your daddy realising I am the luckiest woman on this earth to have you two.
I’ve just been up to tuck you in, and I could sit here all night and watch you sleep and dream.
Thank you for being amazing.
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for being patient with mummy when she’s having a cry.
And most of all.
Thank you for being mine and allowing me to be the best mum I can be.
I will love you forever and for always.
Just bare with me over the next few months and let’s ride this shit storm together and then we can have all the ice cream and dance all night at mummy and daddy’s wedding.
🖤
Comments
Post a Comment