I have been having these moments of panic, when I realize you are growing up. One episode kicked in Halloween night, I cried myself to sleep just thinking of you growing up. I know it's inevitable, and you're growing up beautifully, but I so love my baby Halen girl. I love your cuddles, your sweet little toes, you're kisses, how you just want mommy sometimes. Hearing you learn to talk and say, "I love you." Watching you play and learn life. I will miss your sweet little self, but I know there is an amazing Halen yet to come. Thank you for loving me so much and always making me feel like the best mom in the world. It's hard to believe you are 20 months old. Four months away from being two. Five months away from being a big sister. So much will change, and it will all be wonderful. I will miss our family of three, of you being my baby girl. But I'm so proud of the toddler you are becoming. So strong, so sure, so determined, and smart. You pooped on the potty the other night, daddy and I were so proud. You're the best thing I've ever done.
I love you more than every Rocky Mountain pine tree and every grain of sand on the Sleeping Bear Dunes. You're my darling, forever. And no matter how old you are, you're always be my baby girl.
Love,
Your Mommy
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