Motherhood. Momma. Mommy. Me. A sacrifice, sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself, but it's the best thing I've ever done. There's nothing quite like looking into those big blue or brown eyes and seeing nothing but love. I have two little girls who love me completely on good days and bad. Slowly, I'm becoming a better person. Because I am a Momma.
The responsibility is huge and sometimes it rests heavy on my shoulders. How do I help Holly to be reasonable (especially since we're emotional twins)? Does Greta get enough love and attention from me? Am I playing with my girls enough? What will the future bring? This photo is so motherhood to me. Trying to guide my child as she plunders on without looking back. I don't want her to fall.
