MaMa

My heart is in my throat today.

I've only known her four short days but today she started calling me MaMa. Obviously Mrs. Erica is a little much for a mostly non verbal two year old. Not to mentions she is two and surrounded all day by three other kids who call me Mommy so the words MaMa mean little to her. It's just my name.

Still.

All I can think about is her other MaMa. The one who is missing her like crazy. (I hope.) My heart is swollen and full of love for this sweet squishy two year old who has obviously been neglected in various ways and so quickly and beautifully bonded herself to me. Somehow it's equally swollen and full of a tender heartbroken love for a very broken Momma. A Momma I don't know. A Momma who needs to get her act together and quick because these kids need her gosh darn it! A Momma who I can't help but love. In spite of it all.