My darling girl,
You are loved and wanted even before your arrival. Wanting to be a mother, your mother has been on my mind for as long as I can remember. You are my greatest dream realized. There is so much I can’t wait to show you and share with you. The thought alone makes me giddy with excitement.
I can’t wait to read to you. Books are a great treasure. Through them you can travel, build great things, and most importantly learn. I want you to love to read. I have kept books from my childhood to share with you. I want to have story time with you, like your grandmother and I did. She taught me how to plot a story and speak eloquently as she told me ‘Now you tell me a story.’
It is my job to prepare you for life. You were gifted to us to show you the way. I will not always be your favorite person, but know that I do everything with love.
I am your friend and biggest fan. First and foremost though, I am your mother. I will not be a yes-woman to cater to your ego or always agree with you. When I say no to a party, I am doing it because I love you. I am not ruining your life. You will survive missing a few parties.
I hope you learn how to be your own person. You will often hear me say ‘So if all your friends jumped off a cliff, would you?’ I am not being morbid; I just want you to get away from doing ‘it’ just because everyone else is. See yourself through your own eyes. Don’t let other people’s notions of who you should be color your view of yourself. You can do anything you put your mind to. You are descended from the strongest people in the world. You can do it.
Be kind. Be respectful. Treat everyone well regardless of whether or not they can do something for you. People are important. Treat them as such. The mark of a good woman is how she treats those who are of no importance to her.
Talk to God. I see him in a Judeo-Christian way. You may not. I am fine with that. You are allowed and encouraged to discover what works for you. Religion is not morality.
You are beautiful. I may be biased because I made you, but my darling you are. Beauty is fluid and subjective. Don’t let superficial standards affect how you feel about yourself. You were made to stand out, not fit in.
Still on beauty, don’t get so caught up in things, vanity, and materialism. Who you are, your values, your morals, how you treat people is infinitely more important. Enjoy nice things when you have them and don’t get depressed when you don’t. Your value lies outside of things.
Love. Romantic love. This could be a whole book. Broad strokes. No one completes you. You are enough. Love does not hurt. If it doesn’t feel right, it isn’t. If they put you down, they aren’t for you. Heartbreak is not the end of the world. It is a break up, not a breakdown. You will survive a broken heart.
Love now and forever, Mummy.