Center of the Universe

I have never been the type to care much for being in the limelight. When the local news station films at the football game each Friday night most people wave and smile at the camera. I am happy to duck behind Jordan and let him have a shot at being on TV. I feel absolutely no need to be the center of attention. :D

Today I was outside playing with the girls. They were riding bikes and playing with their lawn mower and investigating sticks and "stingballs" and leaves. I noticed how every couple of minutes or so they would look to where I was and then adjust to be within shouting distance of me. I have never really had to tell them to do this, they just do. It got me thinking...

How the heck did I become the center of two people's universe? When did that happen? It just hit me like a ton of bricks that it begins and ends with me.. their Mom... aka, their universe. For a quick moment it felt overwhelmingly anxiety provoking. All of that pressure. But that quickly dissolved to the strange sense that this kind of "limelight" is doable. It won't be forever. I am sure there will come a day in the very near future where I wish I could be their world again.

It's just strange to me how you birth these little people and they inherently know that you are their rock. I guess you prove it every day when you care for them and love them and tend to their every need but the bond is so natural, so untrained. It is pretty amazing.