I love you, Mama

Yesterday morning I woke up feeling awful. I'm so thankful to my husband who let me go back to bed after I nursed the baby. He got everyone breakfast before he had to leave. I was in and out of sleep for that hour and a half. In the midst of it, I heard my bedroom door open and footsteps crossing the room. I opened my eyes just a little bit to see my daughter. She bent over my face, stroked my cheek, kissed my forehead, and said, "I love you, Mama." Then, she turned around and left the room. She's such a good little mama.