It’s taken me a while to love you.
Like I do.
Aru. When you grow up, you might ask me, “Maa, how could you ever have not loved me?”.
What will I say to you then?
I did but I didn’t?
There were times when there was anger. Frustration. Dread for the next day.
How can I say these things.
You’re a slice of heaven.
You forgive me for letting you cry in the night.
You forgive me for ignoring you when you just want a cuddle.
You forgive me for trying to feed you when there are tears in your eyes.
You forgive me for being firm with that diaper change.
You forgive me for not wiping your nose as often as I wipe mine when we both have the flu.
You forgive me for prioritising that youtube video over your little fall down.
You forgive me for the dark thought I had and the energy it probably sent you.
You forgive me for.
There is a smile every time I feel like I’ve failed you.
If I could be one thing to you.
It would simply be this.
To love you with the same relentlessness in which you love me.