Happy Mother’s Day!
It’s your first official Mother’s Day, Mommy! And I wanted to be the first to wish you Happy Mother’s Day! I know I’m still inside of you, but I won’t be for much longer.
You’re already a mommy, you know. You’ve been carrying me around for over eight months now. I’ve been living inside you all that time. My heart has been beating from the moment I was conceived, and God placed me inside of you. I’ve been breathing inside you, taking nourishment from you, and growing bigger and bigger every day. I listen to your heartbeat and the sound of your voice all the time.
The only things you haven’t been able to do yet are hold me in your arms, kiss my cheeks, cuddle me close, and see my face smiling back at you when you smile at me. But that will be soon. I promise.
You know, mothers are very special. Dads are, too. But mothers are totally and completely unique…you’ve already spent over eight months carrying me inside of you, taking me everywhere you go. You never stop thinking about me, and wondering what I’ll look like. What color eyes and hair I’ll have. What my voice will sound like. Will I be happy or temperamental?
You’re also thinking, “Will I know how to take care of a baby? After all, I’ve never really done that before. I’ve babysat, but that’s not taking care of a child full time. Am I up to this? Will I be a good mother?”
If course you will, Mommy. God wouldn’t have given me to you unless He knew you’d be the very best mother for me.
Well, Mommy, I’ve never been a baby before. I’ve never lived outside of your body, except for my time up in heaven. I’ve always been safe and comfortable inside of you, so this is all new to me, too. We’re going to be learning how to do this together.
We’ll have to be patient with each other. I’ll do things you don’t understand, and I probably won’t either. We’ll both figure them out together. There’ll be times when we’re both tired and want to sleep, but we won’t be able to. Sometimes I’ll cry and you won’t know why…and possibly neither will I. That will be challenging…but we’ll get through it.
But there will be other times that will be so happy! We’ll do all kinds of fun things together. You’ll play with me while you’re giving me a bath. You’ll cuddle with me in our favorite chair, and read a book to me, and point out the pretty pictures. You’ll talk to me and share secrets with me that I won’t tell, because I won’t be able to talk yet. We’ll go for walks, with you pushing me in my stroller. You’ll watch me to learn to crawl, and then take my very first steps.
And then you’ll wonder why I’m growing up so quickly.
So Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy. This year your gift is me! And I’m going to be here soon! I promise!
Until then, good night, Mommy. I love you!