
Before you came along, I had a feeling I might only raise boys. And I was fine with that- I had heard boys were easier, I knew I would relate to them pretty well, and I was enjoying Connor. As long as my second baby was healthy, I didn't care what you were. But then they told me you were a girl. I asked the lady again and again if she was sure. She thought I kept asking her to double-check because I was disappointed. On the contrary- I just want to be certain before I gave myself over the excitement of having a girl. And I was truly excited. I never knew how much I wanted you until that day. Or maybe I did, and I was scared to admit it in case it didn't happen. (After all, as soon as I knew I was pregnant I told your dad that I wanted to name you Chloe.)
I also cherish every minute that you love me most, because one day you'll be a teenager and you won't. But I'll remind you that you used to look longingly at me when I left you at daycare, that you used to rely on me above all others to meet your needs, that you used to reach for me when anyone else held you. And I'll patiently wait on you to grow up a little and realize that you still rely on me, that I still live to meet your needs. You're my little girl, and I love you. And I always will.
Love,
Mommy
3 comments:
your such a good mommy. you're making me tear up over here.
happy birthday to your sweet baby girl! oops, i mean BIG girl!
No one can pull off a party in a tutu like Miss Chloe! She was a perfect little princess.
I wrote a near identical letter to my baby girl on her first birthday - it's so sad that we wished so much for girls, knowing that they will soon hate us. :)
You are an amazing mommy and you are truly blessed with a wonderful family.
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