My daughter...my sweetheart
Yesterday I was having a rather emotional day. I think the stress of being pregnant, moving next month, and the heat just got to me.
I really try not to let my kids see me upset. I don't know if that is a fault or a good thing, but yesterday I couldn't stop the tears as I drove the kids to do errands.
I had to drop off something to my Mom's house and after I did both big kids said, "But we want to go inside to hug grandma." So I opened the car door and watched them call her name and give her hugs. She was talking to the kids for a few minutes and then everyone piled back in the car and we were off.
Halfway home Julia says, "Mom, I told Grandma you were crying. I had to tell her because she is your mom and she should know. She just said, sometimes pregnant moms need to cry and that it was okay."
I was really surprised that Julia told my mom. I kind of felt like she told on me, but when I told John the story later he thought it was awesome. He said that it was very grown up and responsible of her to tell another adult. I knew he was right.
I also saw that she looks out for me. She may only be 6 but she is wise beyond her years. I am writing down this story because it really brought me a lot of pride and joy as I continued to think just how she is turning into a lovely young lady. I want her to be able to read this and smile. She is really my sweetheart. I am so glad God gave me her.
Happy July 4th everyone! Enjoy time with your loved ones!