Does true love really exist?

Does true love exist? ABSO-BLOODY.LUTELY!!!
I admit to being in love on 3 occasions. Firstly there was my first serious boyfriend, Daniel with whom I was infatuated as only a 16 year old can be. My second true love started when I was 12 (so I suppose was my 1st love) but I didn't see him again until my 19th birthday. We met on holiday (he was 17!!), wrote for 6 years and then met up just after my 19th birthday. Got engaged and split up 3 months before the wedding.
Then there was the third time I fell in love (and continue so to be) my now husband.
But that's not the love I'm describing here. I'm talking about the true love a 30 year old woman feels for her baby daughter. The love that started way before anyone else could even know she was there and progressed through 9 months of vomit, nausea, heart burn and various blood tests. From the first glimpse of her shooting across the scan screen I knew we would get on famously. This child had MY personality and was going to be another version of me. Perhaps even better than I am.
On 18th December last year the child I would already have died for came into this world. I never knew that I could feel such overwhelming love for another person. But there she was. The person who could make me laugh and cry just by looking at me. The one who brightened my day by pooing a fountain of poo all over me. The one I fight my husband every day to get the first glimpse of. And the one who is going to cause me more heartache than any of my previous true loves.
Would I trade it in to spare myself that inevitable heartache? NEVER! I would die for this child. I will fight every day of my life to ensure she is happy. I will put myself last for her. I will spend the rest of my life loving her no matter what she does.
My definition of true love can be summed up in one word........
ELIZABETH. xxx