To my first born, “Miss P.”
My beautiful and tender little spirit…thank you for teaching me how to be a mommy. I will never forgot our time together, just you and me. We will always share that special bond and nothing will ever change it. Thank you for embracing your little brother the best you can. Thank you for knowing exactly when I’m feeling blue and planting those signature wet kisses on my lips. They will stay forever in my heart. Know that you may have to share your house, and your toys, and even my attention but you will always get 100% of my love and support. You will always be my baby. I am more proud of you than you will ever know.
To my husband, “Hubby”
I marvel at the way you fall in love with your children instantly. You make becoming a father look easy, like you were born to do it. Thank you for showing me that everything will be okay. When I was too scared to change a diaper in the hospital and you lovingly took over, singing your little ditty, “Daddy time is Poopie time. Poopie time is Daddy time.” When I was anxious about getting the needle in my back and the Doctors made you leave the room, how you threw out my favorite line “Don’t you go dying on me!” to make me laugh. (It worked, I laughed.) When I wept the day after I gave birth because I was so afraid I wouldn’t feel the same love for our new baby that I already have for Miss P; you told me that a bond is something that grows overtime and love is not a finite resource. And now that we are home, how you call yourself the janitor, telling me not to lift a finger. How you check on me every chance you have. And most importantly how you say you are proud of me every day and tell me that I am doing a great job. I need to hear it. You are my partner, and I would be lost without you.
To my newborn, “Little D”
Thank you for being such a calm, peaceful soul . You help me fall in love with you more and more, every day. Let the misadventures begin, sweet baby…