My mom once said that I would receive something wonderful in my life for all the crap I struggled thru. When I look at you I realize she was right… I think its the samevfor your daddy. He struggled thru a lot more crud then I ever did but both of us survived and thrived. In the end we have you… a surprise and blessing we never thought we would have.
While there are times you drive me bonkers and attempt to eat my homework. I look forward to our next giggle session.
Dear Child,
I am not sure why but you seem to really enjoy the taste of paper. And not just one particular type of paper but ALL paper. And I’m not sure where you are finding it because I thought I cleaned uo all the bits of my catalog you literally tore into yesterday.
But if you will give your food a chance I am sure you find it just as tastey.
Love you,
Mommy
You just heard your first bit of country music… and you seem to really enjoy it by dancing around and bouncing. Not sure how to break it to your dad. The only “country” music we have in the house is Johnny Cash.
But I don’t like the all the same music as my parents either.
I’m sitting here at my college… today being my time away and out of the house. My break time to take classes and relax. You know read or study without interruption. I even rented a locker so I could maybe even start working off this post baby weight gain. Yet, as soon as class lets out I can only think of getting back in my car so I can get home and spend time w you.
So, my son, when that day comes when you yell and scream at me. Telling me how I never did anything for you and don’t love you… or I only do because I “have to” please read this post. Heck I may even print it out and post it on your wall when the day comes. You have only been in my world for just so long… and your face gives me a pure joy and I love being around you more then I enjoy anything else in life.
Love you always,
Mommy
I understand how curious you are right now. And I also understand that my closing the door to go to the restroom is an insane idea to you… but I would really appreciate it if you would find something else to try and look at closely when I’m wiping my bum.
Also… I have no idea why my phone charger fascinated you so but no matter how hard you try, it will never be edible.
Love always,
Mommy
Dear Child…
I know you were super excited to take your first steps just a few days before you turned 9 months… we aren’t even out a month and you are all over the place. Moving pieces of clothing over here, placing your toys in different areas of the basement, running to me when I leave the room to be picked up and held. But tonight, tonight you worked even harder then you have in the past two evenings to climb onto the couch. And you did it with very little help from me or daddy this time. Repeatedly. And I love it. How you grabbed your daddy’s pj bottoms or my hand to pull yourself up. Unfortunately, while you have been attempting to climb up the back of the couch I really did not think that after climbing on the couch alone that you would turn the back of our couch into a Rock Wall. And so quickly. You got up on the couch, stood and then proceeded in only your diaper to make your way to the top of the couch.You aren’t even 10 months yet… and we are so not ready for you to be this good of a climber. Especially since you are super unbalanced at the moment from attempting to move faster than your little legs can actually move. I will be there though, waiting patiently just incase you fall. Please remember that… always. Be it when you fall off the couch, the bed, or just tripping over your own feet. I may not catch you every time but I will always help you back up and to hold you until you are ready to try again.
But seriously, can we wait a little bit longer before you climb the gate on the stairs? Or the bookshelves?
Love,
Mommy
I know you are deaf to my voice at times (just like your daddy) but when I say no 20some times when you are reaching into the dishwasher… I really do mean no. I am not being mean. I am just trying to keep you from grabbing that knife you are memorized by.
Maybe one day you will understand that it comes from my concern for you. But I’m sure you will understand around the same time I did: when you have your own child
Dear Child O’Mine
I want to thank you for my new nose… I am hoping that one day it will go back to what it originally looked like. But I would love it if you would stop banging into it for a few days so if can heal from the smashing you gave me a few mornings ago. I love you dearly but I am sorry you have inherited my hard ass head.
Love, Mommy
Dear Child O' Mine 