As we were watching the mirror, following my hands as they moved instinctively, we both noticed the look on my face quickly turning from pleasure and amazement to that more resembling fear nearing panic. Sensory overload for sure. That's when she placed her hands on mine once again, in a firm but kind manner stopping my actions. She turned to me and then positioned us away from the mirror, and held me close. I felt my emotions begin to take over and I started to weep.

"Shhhhhh. It's ok honey" she whispered into my ear. Her hand patting my head while the other was wrapped around me holding me securely against her.