She put her little hand on mine and we swiveled our hands together. Like leaves gliding to the earth. Her tiny little fingers were guiding mine along. She giggled and asked me "Mommy, why was I your kickboxing baby?"
"Just sometimes!" I said.
"I think I was screaming 'let me out of here! I want to get out!'" She patted my tummy lightly.
Then she snuggled into the hollow of my arm and said "I just love this bed! It smells so nice!"
I folded my arms around her and gave her a kiss on the head. Her hair smelled like sweet flowers. I felt complete - complete and utter happiness.