Out of the blue one day B looked at me and asked "Are you happy Mommy?" Where she got this I haven't a clue. Her expression while asking was serious and seemed concerned. She waited, looking me in the eyes, for my answer.
What I have learned the most of having a child is honesty. When she asks me, she waits calmly for a response. I take a moment to ready my reply as all my life's issues flash through my mind, of what I've gone through, of my struggle to overcome some major stuff, of the pain that was the only feeling I had for the majority of my life, of where I am now. After theses thoughts have their run, I look her in the eyes and answer honestly "Yes baby Mommy is happy."