Well, I could really use a positive today, and my three year old DD gave me that.
She has become fixated on the fact that Mommy used to drive an ambulance. She asks me all the time about "what happened next" and I run through what happens from page to the trip back home. She loves it. asking every moment 'and then what happened".
So this week they announced to the preschool class that a Police officer was coming to school. And DD told the class "my mommy drives an ambulance". Of course that was followed up with them wanting to see. So She has been begging for pictures.
Today I found some pictures of my old North Brunswick First Aid and Rescue Squad pictures. Alpha 3, and Rescue 4. Pictures of me and Kasia in front of an Alpha by Farrington lake. Pictures of me sitting in the back of a new Rig.
I did not even get in the door before she was babbling, wanting to see "mommy's ambulance pictures". When I produced the pictures, she just about went nuts. She was bubbling and looking at all the pictures, repeating what I stated, and then pointing to them and telling me what they were.
And today, in the midst of what feels like another midlife crisis, loosing yet another pregnancy, my only child looked up at me with awe, with respect reserved for Spiderman and Firestar and told me "I'm so proud of Mommy, I want to drive an ambulance when I am old".
So there it is, for a fleeting moment, I was invincible. A hero. I think I will hold to that memory.
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