The brighter, more intelligent and more wise, ‘me’.
My beautiful creation.
I look at you with tears in my eyes.
We girls, are so emotional, and easily bruised.
But, I will make you no less than a warrior.
A fighter.
A lover.
A dreamer.
A Girl. My girl. THEE girl,
With hopes, and dreams.
A Woman,
With respect within herself, not for just others.
But don’t be mistaken… You will always be my baby, no matter how woman you may hold yourself to be.
You are easily my best friend.
I can guide you right, from wrong, while laughing and smiling the whole way through.
You test me as much just as I test you.
Your kisses are like candy, so sweet and innocent.
Your love is pure, and your soul is golden.
A diamond.
You shine brighter, than anyone i’ve ever met.
Inside and out.
You’ve yet any idea how messy this world is, and knowing I’m raising a girl(s) in it, truly scares me.
You are too angelic and precious for this cruel world.
One day you will tower over me just in the way buildings do.
One day you will want to be alone, no longer needing my cuddles, no longer wishing to hold my hand or brush through my hair with your soft little baby brush.
No longer needing me to scare off the scary monsters, or console you everytime you cry.
One day you will no longer be in my bedroom to sleep, you will be in your own.
One day you will be independant.
One day you will have children and a complete life of your own.
One day somebody will be taking care of your gentle heart, and I will only sit and hope that you will always feel complete, wherever life takes you.
One day Mama, turns into Mom, quicker than I’m prepared for.
You take your first steps and then you’re off to school.
But your first steps were within me.
The feet I grew from the depths of my body.
The punches and jabs from your tiny hands.
A feeling I will never forget.
And now i’m looking at how beautiful you’re becoming, and how strong you are.
How bubbly and joyous you always are.
So, for now, I will cherish the beautiful baby girl, God has blessed me with, and I will spend every lucky waking eye,
loving you unconditionally.
For you are mine, as I am yours, and that I will always be.
You test my patience but show me patience, side by side, day to day.
You make me so happy, and keep me full of life.
You make me live so on edge, but in all the right ways.
Keeping me on my toes, or skating on thin ice with you, is more better explained on how it feels, and what it’s like, raising you.
The importance of life, when asked what it is, it’s so easily said, when all I have to do is tell them about you and your big bold eyes, your tiny little smile, and the way you say my name.
You make me melt.
All you have to do is look my direction and i’m putty in your tiny hands.
My son.
You are so handsome, and so full of life and love.
So full of joy.
I pray nobody ever dims your light.
Your light, so brightly lit, you could blind an entire roomful of people.
You will soon grow too big for my arms, and too heavy for my lap.
But, still I will carry you, wherever you need to go.
I will never deny you.
I will guide you even when you become more wise than I.
You will soon be a man.
And I hope your future whomever, comes to me one day and tells me all about how amazing of a man you turned to be.
Because even though that man you will be, my baby you once were.
The baby who depended on me for all needs and wants.
Who called out to me when they were sick, hurt, upset, or distraught.
Who kicked me from the inside out.
When I was listening to your heartbeat from a monitor, you were listening to mine from within.
So in sync we once were.
You were as tiny as an apple seed, while I was your nourishing tree.
now look at you.
and simply how perfect you turned out to be.
My first true love you will always be to me.
No man could ever replace the love and fulfillness you’ve brought me.
When I found out I was having a daughter, I was scared, kind of upset because I had hoped for a boy, but overall I was so so excited. I was so excited to raise a little me, the dresses and bows, all things girly, I seriously couldn’t wait. They say when you have a girl you need to learn “how to mature, and grow up”, and that I did. I was a crazy party girl, had tons of friends, in and out of relationships until I met her daddy. I had just lost a baby 3 months prior to this pregnancy, alongside my father having a massive stroke, leaving him paralyzed and unable to speak, and as well as my best friend of 11 years passing away. My life was easily falling apart. I was so lost, and hurt. I would’ve turned back to the partying but probably would’ve went at it more hardcore and full force, to simply mask my depression and emotions, only IF I didn’t find out I was pregnant with my daughter. I’m very in tune with my body, always tracking my periods, but was not in any way, trying for another baby. Yet, here she was. Once I accepted it, I hoped so hard for a boy, only because I solely felt attached to the saying “if you have a boy, you needed to be shown love”, and I was in such a low state in life where I thought having a baby boy would ease my heart, but I guess God thought I deserved something as precious as a baby girl, and I was very in-denial about needing to “grow up” but that I did, and SHE definitely made me grow up.
My daughter came with some more serious challenges, such as her motor skills delay starting just at 3-4 months of age. Now her coming up on her 2nd birthday in a few months, she’s still super behind, and receiving tons of help from different doctors and therapists etc… which is perfectly fine, but being a FTM, It’s nothing I expected, and it has most definitely been challenging in more ways than one, in addition to adding in her brother who’s a year apart from her, and now welcoming another baby girl in just a few short months as well. 3 back to back to back, ITS BEEN TOUGH. But being her mom has been such a spark and light in my life, she has the most creative, funky and silly personality and I love her so much more than I could’ve ever imagined.
SO, GIRL MOMS!!!
Are you ready to talk about the attitude that comes behind their beautiful smiles? How are you REALLY doing, being a mom of a girl/girls? They are so rough and mean at times sometimes If I hear a baby cry, I think its my daughter but nope… just my son because his sister is being mean to him. My daughter is a Pisces, but I love how she so much resembles a huge lit fire.
They love to cuddle, and be as sweet as sugar, until you tell them “NO”, or until you do the opposite of what they want you to do, by then all hell breaks loose.
The bows and cute dresses typically only last until they’re crawling, or walking, because by that time they’re mobile enough to just run away, flip over, or shimmy away. They don’t want anything touching their head, and “ew!! get this scratchy thing off of me” when it comes to any pretty, dressy-like dresses.
This morning, I was upstairs getting my daughter clothes for the day and by the time I made it back downstairs, she managed to have a diaper, and wipes set out for me…how smart and sweet, letting me know she wants changed!!! EXCEPT she also took her wet diaper off, set it across the room, went into the corner and.. decided she wasn’t finished, then sat her bare butt on the floor playing with toys like nothing happened.
THATS GIRLS FOR YOU!!
Boy moms always talk about how easy boys are and how lucky you’ll feel when you have boys, and that’s somewhat true, I mean my son was shoving leaves in his mouth earlier, and actually digesting them. So yeah boys are rough, stinky & loud but girls are like a couple of drunk friends, they’re so clumsy, always crying, emotional and needy, they’re so beautiful but a mess to say the least.
and truth be told, I wouldn’t give my daughter and her beautiful mess, up for anything in the world.
This baby girl saved me. She makes me die of laughter, I can’t express to you how funny she is, how SMART she is, sometimes I wonder how mine specifically has any sort of delays because she some days, just picks up like a whole new person i’ve never seen before. She AMAZES ME. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I feel so lucky that God hand picked this perfect little girl for me.
No matter how many corners she pees in, or how messy her hair may be, how many times she screams at me and cries for no reason. All the rude attitudes and nasty looks I receive, everything this girl is…is all “I was”. You bite your own bullet when you have little girls. They spit back what you feed to them.
The love a baby girl will give you, is nothing like anyone else. They will be your best friend. They will wipe your eyes when you cry, make you laugh when you’re sad. They are truly the love and friend you always wished to have, and now you have it.
They are a forever love.
A forever friend.
Forever your baby girl.
“Having a little girl, has been like following an old treasure map, with the important paths, torn away”
Brooklyn Leigh 