When those words, “Mama, you’re my best friend!”, came out of the rosebud lips of my youngest daughter, my heart melted. I was lost for words and as I tried to hold back the tears, I took a deep breath and replied with “You’re my best friend too bubba”.
When you’re 3-year-old child says something like this to you it makes everything else fade into a land of insignificance. The tedious repeating of “Mama! Mama! Mama! MAMA!” asked over and over and OVER again, fades.
Those nights when they’ve been bitten by the hyperactivity bug and make bedtime ten times harder than it should be, fades.
When they point blank refuse to leave your local shop without an ice-cream or a slushie, even if it is raining outside, fades.
Fighting with them to get dressed, fades.
Sighing into yourself as they point blank refuse to eat their dinner and just demand an ice lolly instead, fades.
Arguing with them to lie down in the bath for you to wash their hair, fades.
Basically what I am trying to say is….regardless of how tough motherhood can be. How stressful and exhausting Motherhood can be. This little fifth and final bird of mine is without a doubt, the perfect bow to tie off our family unit and my heart skips a dozen beats every time she calls me her best friend.
What a privilege.