He always runs to me first when he's fell and bumped his head, when his knees are grazed and he needs mum to kiss it better.
I'm the first one he looks for in a crowd. .
He always runs to me when he needs reassurance, a cuddle, attention.
I'm the first one he needs when he's not himself.
He always runs to me when he wants to play. He grasps his tiny hand around my finger and can't wait to show me everything in the world that is everyday to me but something new to him.
I'm the first one he wants to experience adventures with. .
He always runs to me because I'm the only one who can make it all better, because I'm the one he needs, I'm his comfort, his safe place, his rock.
Little does he know, he is all of these things to me and more.