For me, something pleasant. When I wake up and something pleasant happens, it turns my mood completely. Keeps me happy.
Never really had those moments often. But today it happened.
My 16-month-old woke up at 6am while I was getting ready for work. With a fuzzy mind and half open eyes she was able to figure out I was standing next to the bed.
And with the sweetest voice ever she called out "Amma", tried to get up and hug me. I reached out to her and carried her. She wrapped her tiny arms around my neck and quietly rested her head on my shoulder.
It wasn't the first hearing her call me mom. Each time she does there's a sweet tone to it... which melts my heart. But today, hearing that soft sweet voice innocently looking for me carved a memory that'll never forget.
Being a mother. Just to hear this little voice. It's all worth it.
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