Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Something Special

Dear Princess,

With each day that passes us by, I have to wake up the next morning and come to terms with the fact that you are growing up. You aren't my curly haired, sweet talking, cuddly, silly, LITTLE girl anymore. NOPE~ you are all that (minus the curly hair, and the little part) and much much more. I can't believe how grown up you have seemed to me lately.

Every day I tell you that you are special. I pray that you never forget that. I have said so many times before that you have taught me so much. You really have, there is just something so different about you. From the very first time I laid my eyes on you, with your chubby little cheeks and your beautiful big eyes, I knew without a doubt that you are a precious gift that has been given to me (us...your daddy love you too!) Every time I hear the song "I am a Child of God." I think of a time when your daddy and I went to the temple while I was pregnant with you. I was SO scared to be having another baby, it was so soon after your brother was born, and the timing just seemed so, so, off. While sitting in the temple I thought of the words to that song and I instantly knew how special you were going to be. As your mother I have a responsibility to lead you, guide you and most importantly walk beside you and help you find the way. Four years later and thinking about how I felt that day brings tears to my eyes. I was at that moment more than willing to accept the timing and know that it is YOUR time. I was at that moment thrilled to be your mother.

Today you started another year of preschool. You were so excited to have me drop you off and to see your friends again. I, on the other hand, could not get passed how every time I blink my eyes you are another inch taller, or a little more wiser. I pulled away thinking this time is going by too fast. Pretty soon you will be leaving for collage and I just don't know what I am going to do with myself then.
With being the middle child and the only girl you sometimes get a little let out of things. The shaft is what your dad and I call it. I lay awake at night and try to think of ways we as a family can make this better. I thought of something last night (some time between the hours of 12:30 and 4:00) and I want to commit to you right now that you and I are going to spend more time together. I hope to accomplish a few things with this. The first is to be your very best friend. Since I asked you the other day who your best friend was and you told me the comb that was in your hand was your best friend, I realized that you might really need a friend right now. Someone that will sit on the front porch with you all afternoon and comb out your Barbie's hair and be a voice over for your little barbie swim party. The other thing that I want to accomplish is to teach you how important you are and to help build you up. When I was telling you today all the ways that you have taught me you said the silliest thing. You sweetly added that you had taught me how to listen. That really hit me. You really have, although, I have a really hard time with it still. Which brings me into the last thing that I want to accomplish while spending more time with you. I want you to know that you will always have me to talk to. I will listen! I will offer advise, I will not judge. I will ALWAYS be there for you!

You had a big day today, and I am truly proud of you. You are so smart and so amazing. There are so many things that I want to teach you, but all I really need you to know tonight is that I love you with all my heart. No matter how big you get, and no matter how fast the time flys on by that will NEVER change!

Happy first day of preschool sweetie. I hope that you enjoy it and live every moment of it!

Oh yea, your brother had a big day today too. He learned how to do this.........

He is saving the bigger stuff like starting school for a few more years! But you taught him how to do this, so to that I have to say......

Thanks for being an awesome sister too!


EngineeringNerd said...

That is a very sweet post. Thanks for sharing!

Melissa said...

What a sweet letter...and a good mommy! Sorry, I have been meaning to comment for a while-things certainly have changed since our middle school days! Your family is so cute, gorgeous kids!

Kim said...

Beautiful words...and beautiful photos...you are such a sweet mom.