Friday, January 23, 2009

Dear (insert pet name for child),

Dear Lil Rambler/Mini-me/Tornado in a box/Bad-ass on three wheels this side of the Pacific,

Today is just an ordinary day. Not your birthday, not an anniversary of your first poop, or haircut (we've yet to experience that). We aren't going to the doctors for your check up (that's soon though so be ready)

It's just another normal day.

With you.

But before you came into my life...

I slept in late, I went out late. I complained I always felt I didn't get enough sleep. (I scoff at that old me, she doesn't EVEN know!.)

The last kid show that was shoved down my throat was Barney
. (and he will NEVER come into this house EVER, thank your sweet Aunty LBS for that).

I left on a whim if I felt like it to meet friends, your Nana for lunch, or if work called. (We have whim moments, but it's more like give me an hour to get us both decent for public and we'll call you from the road)

My clothes were stained with my own crumbs of food loving pig out eating with Aunty BFF
. (not babykidtoddler throw up or little chocolate hand prints)

I was a last minute packer. And the constant forgetter of things at home. (But has mastered the gazillion days before packing. Baby Tylenol, desitin, diapers for days, extra clothes, the spare sippy cups, cookies, wipes, the list goes on and on)

Your father and I were (key word, were) movie junkies. We'd be the first in line on premiere night. (We don't even know what's in, or who's the new up and coming star....well actually Hanna Montana is pretty popular and didn't the Cheetah girls just come out with their new movie?)

The living room would look exactly how I left it when I left for work (and now while cleaning the bedroom after the living room, it's like a hurricane hit it. You don't mess around, and I've clocked you at mach 10)

I drank coffee because it was "cool" (feeling of acceptance in society, not temperature) and tasted real good with dessert. (It serves a more practical and necessary reason...keeps mommy up for her other job. The one that pays for the bills.)

I had fears of doctors and rarely saw them if I could help it. (And now every doctor possible needed for us are on speed dial, and mommy had to Mommy up (man up) like your nice Dr. Pediatrician told me too when we did your first shots.)

I realize that I CAN function with only 4 hours of sleep. I'm a little slow going at first but mommy kicks off auto pilot once she/me realizes she's alive.
(eh, who needs sleep ANYWAY. Sleep is for wussies, but if you want a nap right now, Mommy's down.)

You help me see the world with a different set of eyes, hear things I never stopped to listen to, and to really smell the flowers.

You help remind me how fun bubble baths are.

Your infectious giggle when the baby powder comes out puts a smile on my heart.

Your excited body squirm and frantic sureness that I see the passing helicopters when they fly pass our house, always makes me chuckle.

You helped mommy become a masterbaby language decoder...well actually Aunty FLS has the corner on that one....and how adding Y to the end-y of-y everything-y seems more fun-y :)

Watching strangers smiling at you and waving hello because you've shot them your award winning smile with the cutest Hewo ever makes mommy proud.

You are my first and last thought of my long winded days, my sweet, and Mommy smiles happy thoughts, tired, but happy, when her head hits the pillow.

YOU are the most unselfish part of my life, in a life I didn't know how to be.

I thank God everyday I am blessed with you.

17 ramblings of your own:

Michele said...

Great, well written letter. I can sooo relate! Thanks for visiting me on my big, bloggy day!

Becky said...

That was sweet:) Part of what freaks me out about having children is what if I don't like my life better afterward and resent him/her for the things I had to give up (I probably wouldn't, but it's a fear of mine).

Kirsty said...

Thats such a lovely letter. I love the 'mummy up' hard to do, but oh so necessary!

Me said...

A mother after my own heart! Its funny, yet amazing what we learn as mothers. The things we experience....and the things we used to take for granted BEFORE motherhood!

Tooj said...

Those shots always hurt us more, I think. :( Mommy up, though! They just keep coming!

Anna Lefler said...

Oh, I love this. I know exactly how you feel...



kalei said...

very nice. it is funny how it all works out. now i see that you slept in all those years because Maddie was coming and you had to catch up on sleep. Sorry for throwing cups of water on you in the morning to wake you to go to school....and then the cup.....but you just would not wake up! Now I am wishing I slept in a little more back then.......if only! 4 hours is a dream and on the nights I accidentally fall asleep before I intended because I needed to put the baby down after kai was asleep and then I could get some chores and blogging done, but no, my body reminds me sleep is needed.....Little Rambler is just like you. When you see how special and proud you are of her, remember that, its because of you and how special you have the same smile too......well mr. rambler helped a little. =) give yourself and the little one a kiss for me. muuuuahhh!
Luvs auntybloggedy (pretty punny-auntybloggedy!) I am so witty!

Martha said...

This is so wonderful, your daughter is just beautiful and what a delightful post. Mahalo!

Maki said...

Aww this post totally makes me cry - so beautiful!!!

You daughter is gorgeous and I can totally feel your unconditional love for her...

I think it's fair to say once you become a mother, your whole world changes for better...

Have a beautiful weekend!

the RaMbLeR said...

I agree with Kalei...4 hours is a dream!!


This is so sweet...and I'm sure you wouldn't change having Little Rambler for ANYTHING!

Stacy's Random Thoughts said...

Awwww, that is a wonderful letter! You ROCK! :)

Mamarazzi said...

i can relate to a lot of this...great letter!

Queenie Jeannie said...

Ahhhh! I love your post!!! You got it all down - just right!

Nate & Courtney said...

This is so cute! Sounds like I should probably enjoy my sleep now while I'm childless... Thanks for emailing me about the pins, you're the greatest!!

Lady with a View said...

I'm on the other side of this coin now. My teenagers sleep more than I need and my freedoms are increasing by leaps and bounds. Your post took me back to the days where they kind of blend in together and open mouth kisses from your toddler really were the highlight.

No sweeter words than, 'I wuv yew momny" have ever been spoken.

I like my life now - but there is a part of me (a very, very, very small part) that would love to hear those baby giggles again. I figure I'll just wait for grandbabies..and be the coolest, hippest grandma on the face of the planet.

Thank you for sharing this - it really did make me smile huge..y.

lagirl said...

Having a child certainly changes a persons life BIG TIME. Then the child turns into a teenager and your life changes again BIG TIME...Girl Scouts know what they're doing when they say "Be Prepared". LOL

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Chris Bliss said...

What an adorable letter!! Love it.