The daughter I never dreamed I’d have (even though Melly predicted it a long time ago, even though I told her “Oh HELL NO, I aint having any more kids, woman!)
The daughter who has filled my soul with a love I couldn’t have imagine and who, obviously, acquired my Multiple Chin Syndrome.
The daugher who totally loves me right back, even if she’s always all “Mom, why you gotta be all up in my grill? Can a baby get some room to rip a fart?”
The daughter whom, no matter how hard I TRY, I can’t seem to stop smothering with kisses.
There you have it, MY version of greatest thing about the year 2004.
(Well that AND the fact that the whole “being pregnant” thing gave me the freedom, the right, and the DUTY to talk about vaginas all the time, but we won’t go there again. We’ve moved on, people. Now? It’s ALL tittymilk ALL the time.