Meghaan and her mother are very close, and it’s something I’ve never been able to understand. It doesn’t bother me or seem weird. It just isn’t relatable. I love my family and especially my parents, but not in the same way Meghaan cares for her mom.
It’s starting to make a whole lot of sense to me.
What a mother and her daughter go through isn’t easily described in words. From the process of giving birth there is a closeness that nobody will share with that child. The baby cannot do anything without the mother.
The father is sometimes helpful in the beginning, but really I’m a role player, just waiting to jump in when Meghaan is tired or hungry or needs a break. And I’m ok with that. Meghaan earned this baby. I can wait my turn.
And then the baby girl grows up and loves her mother and has a bond that nobody else can have with that little girl. One day the mother will watch the baby girl give birth to her own child. And the cycle continues.
I get why Meghaan adores her mother so much. It’s the same reason I adore Meghaan right now. She did something nobody else could do. Without Meghaan, there is no Lela.
I get the feeling Lela already gets that. She can’t say it yet, but she shows it in how she looks at Meghaan.