I can't move the mountains for you

Here is this human, who looks at me - into me, and captures me. She holds on to me, embraces everything I am without even knowing. It is a strange feeling to know I will never be alone, truly alone, ever again. Here will be these children, who will grow to teenagers, to young adults, to adults - and they will always love. My arms will always be their solace, theirs mine. I don't know how to describe the feeling that being the only comfort to someone brings to me. Sometimes, it scares me. The load that comes with having your own children - the weight that will always be on your shoulders. Knowing that no matter what there will never be another me for them, I am irreplaceable. I can't contain my love, admiration, appreciation, eagerness for their lives. And then they come to lay next to me, rest their heads on my tummy and look up and smile. Cheekily tumble over me, and each other, giggling. There is no other place I would rather be than right here with you two.