In my little girl's eyes

Motherhood is good for my ego. There you go, I've said it.

I've wanted to say it for ages. But the ego! With all my meditation and better health focus, I should be steering clear of my ego, breaking away from it, right?

But my babies are doing such a good job of boosting this mama up!

Because in my little girl's eyes, nobody* compares to me...

In my little girl's eyes, I've got the moves on the {Hi-5} dance floor {in truth, I still can't tell my left from right, but spinning, twists and turns will hide that from a toddler, and tone your body at the same time!}

In my little girl's eyes, my cuddles are the most amazing and essential for sleep {particularly the under the covers, let-me-strangle-you-mum-in-the-name-of-a-hug version}.

In my little girl's eyes, I am hilariously funny {every single one of my jokes ends in side-splitting, on-the-floor laughter. I'm that good!}

In my little girl's eyes, I can sing like no other {This is true, but I also am most-definitely tone deaf, and I'm thinking perhaps it's genetic?}

In my little girl's eyes, holding my hand means safe and comfort and love all in one {I know this because I see it in her smiling cherub face looking up at me}.

In my little girl's eyes, I'm always wanted {for reading, playing, rolling, jumping, sliding, running, walking, skipping, building towers, trying on my high heels, pouring milk and sharing hummus and crackers - every single one, all the time}.

Motherhood is boosting my ego - I'm so much fun to be around, so easy to love, absolutely hilarious, the best friend ever, brilliant at so many hard-to-do {for a toddler} things. And I'm wanted at all times {because I'm every one of these}.

This week I got a little mama cranky pants at being wanted for everything all the time. And I should be cherishing it. Every little part of it.

I sat back and sat still {once my babies were asleep} and realised that while I'm all these things now, I most definitely won't be all these forever - not in my little girl's eyes. And I know when the time comes that will crush me, and this ego will land back down on the ground {most likely with a thud}.

So for now, I'm grateful for a bolstered ego, and a little girl who thinks I'm all that, and more!

Elisa xx

{* until her daddy comes home from work!}

{Linking with a whole lot more gratitude over at Kidspot's 52 weeks of Grateful}

{image by me}

So, how's your ego travelling? And what are you grateful for this week?