Love Letter

by Mrs. Chicken on September 20, 2007

Dear Poo,

I am so proud of the way you’ve taken to preschool. You are so excited to see your teachers and your friends that you barely notice I’ve gone.

I kiss your soft little cheek and watch as you gallop off to play with the doll house or visit the craft table, and I wonder how you got so brave and self-assured. All of a sudden you are so grown up.

It seemed to happen when I wasn’t looking.

I was very sad when you were in my belly, missing your grandpa and wondering if the world would ever right itself again. I cried so often while you were curled up inside me that I was certain I was making you sad, too.

You were such a good little baby. I didn’t know that at the time, because we were both so new. But all you wanted from us was your bottle and our heartbeats against your own wee body. I remember how small you were then. Dressing and bathing you terrified me – I didn’t want to hurt you.

Then as now, you seemed to change before my very eyes. One bleary-eyed night we were awake together until sunrise, and the next you slept soundly in your own crib – and in your own room – for a full 10 hours.

Sometimes, I am not the mommy that you deserve. Sometimes I lose my temper, and sometimes I lose my patience. But darling girl, I never lose my love for you. You are the sun to my moon, and without you I would float untethered through a lonely universe.

I love your father, but for you I would lay down my life. Nothing in this world is as important to me as your happiness, health and well-being, and I will fight for you to have the best of everything this world has to offer.

You deserve an easy path. You deserve days filled with hugs and kisses and joy.

Because that is what you give me, with your beautiful hazel eyes, your chestnut curls and your little rosebud mouth.

My birthday is but a date on the calendar, because, my wonderful daughter, the day I came to life was the day you were born.

Love

Mommy

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{ 25 comments… read them below or add one }

Hetha September 20, 2007 at 6:38 am

Lucky Poo, Lucky You.

Katherine September 20, 2007 at 7:06 am

It is too early in the morning to be making me teary eyed! Knock it off!

Henny Penny September 20, 2007 at 7:29 am

Your page is loading very very slowly today. I’m not having that issues any where else. And the comment box is overlapping your twtter feed.

La Rêveuse September 20, 2007 at 9:03 am

Sniff. You said it. (Though I substitute blonde fuzz and big blue eyes for mine…)

canape September 20, 2007 at 9:12 am

And after reading this, I am even more excited about becoming a mom. I love that part of your writing. That you are able to ignite that spark, just when I read your words.

Lisa Milton September 20, 2007 at 9:44 am

Choke, choke – thanks for the happy sorta weepy today.

flutter September 20, 2007 at 10:30 am

Oh. *sigh*

You are so beautiful with your baby girl and you are every ounce the mama she deserves.

Dawn September 20, 2007 at 10:42 am

Oh Gawrsh, that made me cry! How sweet! :)

mamatulip September 20, 2007 at 10:43 am

This is a beautiful post, Mrs. C.

And this is a pretty fine pad you’ve got yourself here! Looks GREAT!

slouching mom September 20, 2007 at 11:27 am

Lovely letter.

Meg September 20, 2007 at 11:42 am

Girl, I have had it with this. Just knock it off. Stop making me cry.

LawyerMama September 20, 2007 at 11:52 am

Awwww. Darn it, Mrs. Chicken. You made me all sniffly at work.

I love this line: “You are the sun to my moon, and without you I would float untethered through a lonely universe.”

Jess September 20, 2007 at 12:48 pm

The Poo is a lucky girl to have such a mama.

Groovy new pad, by the way. But I can’t make the cookie work. :P How do I add it to my blog?

2shews September 20, 2007 at 1:09 pm

I feel exactly the same way. I came to life the day my son breathed his first breath. There was a life before, but it is small and greyscale in comparison. Thank you for writing what I was feeling– only so much better than I could write it.

Jennifer September 20, 2007 at 1:17 pm

What a lovely letter to your girl. I feel exactly the same, you said it so well.

jen September 20, 2007 at 1:21 pm

HA! I can see it in all it’s gorgeous glory. what a lovely letter.

cce September 20, 2007 at 2:33 pm

I so respect your ability to write a love letter to your child. Whenever I try to take up the blogger baton and write an ode to one of my children I find myself sneaky sarcastic self ruining the moment. I’m just too snarky for sweet sentiments but I can admire yours.

mel from freak parade September 20, 2007 at 2:39 pm

Awww, you’re killing me here. Such perfect, beautiful words. What a lucky mama. What a lucky little girl.

Kristen September 20, 2007 at 5:55 pm

Sigh. I feel every bit of that.

Dawn September 20, 2007 at 9:27 pm

sssssssnnnnniff sssssssnnnnnniffff? What? Tears? No, no…. not me.

Carrie September 20, 2007 at 10:59 pm

“…the day I came to life was the day you were born.” Wow. She is going to love this someday!

Emily September 21, 2007 at 2:52 pm

It sounds like she had gotten exactly the great mama she deserves.

Heather September 21, 2007 at 3:59 pm

That is so sweet!

Kelly September 21, 2007 at 6:06 pm

Love this letter. It’s a wonderful thing that one day she’ll be able to read it. Imagine how great it will make her feel.

(And congrats on these new digs. They’re awesome!)

Jen M September 24, 2007 at 8:55 am

Oh. That was beautiful. What a sweet baby girl.