The Only Hope for Me Is You Alone

It's been a long day. And even a longer night. The thunder storm is fierce and is showing no sign of stopping. I got ready for bed early because I'm just so tired. Having an 11 year old had never seemed so difficult. I just want to shut my eyes- "Mommy!"
I jumped, and ran into my daughter's room. "What? What's wrong?"
"I'm.. sorry mommy, I know I'm supposed to be a big girl because I just turned 11 but, the thunder still scares me."
"It's okay" I said with a sincere smile. I sat next to her and asked "What do you think will make you feel happy?"
"A story" she said and smiled up at me.
"A story...." I thought. I can't tell a story to save my life.
"Well... About what?" I asked
"Well..." She looked down. "How did I get here?"
Oh God, I dreaded the day this question will come. "Well... When a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they decide to-"
"No mommy... I know that... Daddy told me-"
I stopped her there. "What exactly did your daddy tell you?"
"He said that when a boy likes a girl they go to bed and then a baby goes into her stomach-"
"Okay, I'm so calling your father later..." I said while I was trying to hold back a laugh. "But what exactly do you want to know, honey?"
" I wanna know why I'm here. Why did you want me here? You said earlier over the phone that you regretted having me" She said with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Oh... I didn't mean that. People say mean things in the heat if the moment. But, mommy had you when she was very young. She didn't want to give you up. I wouldn't let anyone take you away from me"