I don't claim to be a perfect Mom. I am sure I am messing Eva up a million different ways and 11 years from now, she will be sure to let me know each and every way that I damaged her.
She will never be able to say that I don't love her. I spend hours every day hugging her, kissing her, and repeating, "I love you", "You know you're my best friend?", and other positive affirmations.
She knows that she is loved through and through, no matter the circumstances. If she grows up knowing she is loved unconditionally and is safe in our arms, I will consider that a success. Of course, we value education and we will teach her that she will be judged by her actions, but the foundation of her being is built by love.
I know that ages 12-20ish will be horrific years marked with tears, anger, and eye rolling. If she's anything like me, she will want nothing to do with her Mom for a decade or so. I will be ready for those days when they come, but for now, I soak in the kisses and revel in the "You make me happy, Momma"'s and the "I'm the best, huh, Momma"'s. I will be prepared with groundings, restrictions, and Mom glares when the those days arrive but today, I am taking full advantage of this...