My dearest little one,
I am sorry.
I am sorry that I am not always patient enough.
I am sorry I can not hold you all day.
I am sorry that you have “all the feelings”.
I am sorry that I am crying too.
I am sorry my attention is divided.
I am sorry that I am tired.
I am sorry that I am overwhelmed.
I am sorry that sometimes you make me wonder if I am cut out to be a mom.
I am sorry that people have branded you as the one that cries.
The one that screams.
The one that isn’t a “happy” baby.
I am sorry.
You are a happy baby, and I see your smiles and hear your giggle.
I am sorry that at your young age you have to be defended.
My dearest little one, I am sorry.
But know this…
This tired, overwhelmed, clueless, sometimes crying momma, loves you no matter what.