Dear Baby Bean -
So far you've made me throw up more times than I can count.
I miss all my favorite foods...but I've learned to embrace watermelon.
I've also discovered the art of crying over absolutely nothing.
I've never been a worse cook or housekeeper in my entire life, however your father still seems to love me anyways.
But regardless of all the sickness and emotions, I still like you. Probably even love you. Yeah ok...I do love you.
There are times when I lay in bed awake at night, trying to imagine what kind of a person you'll turn out to be. Will I be a good mom?...cause I have some serious doubts on that account. Will I love you enough?...sometimes when I'm leaning over the toilet in agony I think to myself, that if this isn't love, then I don't know what is. But in the end....what makes a good parent? If you could find some way to answer this for me before you decide to make your enterance into the world, then that would be convenient.
It's ok that you'll keep me up all hours of the night, make messes all day long, and ask me to help you with all of your homework. Just know that I'll make my fair share of mistakes and probably even make you mad at times...but no matter what happens, always know that I love you more than anything!
Love,
Mom
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