My dear sweet child,
Time flies so fast. I remember the time when I first held you in my arms, you little plump baby. First glimpse of you, and I felt like I was in heaven, the happiest mother/woman/person in the world. I nurtured you, had sleepless nights to feed you and care for you. Bathed you with love, cuddled you and kissed you a million times a day.
You turned one last year, but you still looked like a baby, stills cared with the music, with the sight of a lot of people greeting you. I was quite sure you felt uncomfortable during your birthday celebration. After all, you really were still a baby.
Now, your turn two. To my eyes you are still the baby I have cuddled and kissed and cared for, but I know that you are growing up, no longer a baby. You are a little lady, very sweet, very joyful. You have a very happy disposition. Yes, tantrums here and there, but you know it when you did something wrong, and that you turn to me for comfort whenever I reprimand you. Every time I see you today, I can't help but feel teary-eyed. I'm so happy to have a little daughter, but I also feel scared, worried that I am not giving you all the best you can have. I try of course, but I am still not confident enough. Maybe this is part of being a mother, always feeling that she has not done enough for her child. But I promise I will do my best to be the best mother I can be to you.
I want to be your loving mother, guide, best friend, everything. I want you to feel comfortable with me, I want you to share your life with me. That's how much I love you my young one.
At the same time, I promise to be a very good role model and teacher to you. Though I lavish you with gifts and expensive items, I will show you and teach you the ways of the world, that we should be generous, giving, and be humble. We started out with humble families, your Papa and I. We are enjoying the fruits of our labor but never once do we turn back on our roots, never once do we forget our humble beginnings. You are very blessed to be born in a comfortable and good life. But yes, I vow to teach you and make you aware.
And of course, I promise to raise you to be a good Christian, a true child of God, a true follower of our Lord Jesus Christ. It makes me happy that whenever we go to Mass and celebrate our Lord's day, you already know the concept of hearing Mass. You sit still (a little distractions here and there), pray whenever we pray, sing whenever we sing, with your hands raised up.
I love you my little one. I only pray that you grow up to be a fine lady with a good heart, clear and sharp mind, pure soul, and healthy body. With the grace of God, I promise to guide, guard and lead you.
Happy birthday my sweet baby Eanna.
Lots of love,
Mama
The Little Lady Turns Two!
Posted by
Vannie
on Monday, September 7, 2009
Labels:
Being a Mom,
Birthdays,
Mommy's Girl
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