The joy to come

So my joy of today...hasn't happened yet. But...I know exactly when it will :)

The moment I'm writing about today happens a lot in the week, but it most certainly deserves a blog entry. It is the moment my daughter sees me when I come to pick her up from daycare.

B goes to daycare 5 days a week, and she loves it there. We are very blessed to have found a facility that is nothing short of amazing. It is so good for her, and we know we are doing wonderful things for her by sending her there.

I pick her up between 4:45 and 5:00. No matter what she is doing, when she sees me, she stops. A huge smile comes over her face and she runs over to be picked up for a hug and a kiss. I have never felt so loved as I do in that moment each day. Sometimes she is in a big pink princess dress playing dress up, sometimes she's in a tunnel crawling around, it just doesn't matter. No matter how much fun she is having at that moment, I am more important to her.

I know it won't always be this way when she sees me, so for now I am going to soak it all in and love every second of it. She's 14 months old, and Mommy and Daddy are the light of her life..just as she is to us.

So my moment of joy is coming in a couple hours. I will see my daughter excited for nothing else than to see me. The world will stop for her, and it will for me as well. If I could truly give it justice with a description I would...the only way to really describe it is with one word. Awesome.