Letter to Stella. 3 Weeks Old.

Dear Stella (a message to my new baby):

I’ve been meaning to write this since you were born (three weeks ago). There are some things I’ve been thinking about that I think you should know. First, I’ve never loved someone as much as I love you. Please try to remember that always. I also now know how much your grandma truly loves me, there are few words to describe this kind of love but I feel that the cover of this silly book conveys it well.

I also want you to know that there are some promises I need to make you. You can hold me to each one.

Promise number one: I will do my best at remaining engaged. I know moms get tired, I know many tune out and take short cuts, etc. I don’t promise not to do any of that, but, I will try to do it as little as possible. How’s that. You’ve already told me you aren’t a huge fan of the swing, what you want is to be held and rocked and whispered to. I plan on doing that for as long as I am around, should you need to be held, rocked and whispered to, especially when you’re a teenager.

Promise number two: I will always take up for you. As fair minded as I consider myself to be, as empathetic and able to see all sides, I will always take up for you. Because you are my kid and if there’s one person in this world that you can count on to always be on your side, it should be your mother. Even when you’re wrong, I’ll be in your corner. Count on it.

Promise number three: you will always have a home with me. No matter how old you are. I will always provide for you. What’s mine is yours forever.

Promise number four: I will teach you everything I know. I don’t claim to know everything but experience has taught me something. I will share with you those “somethings” whenever you want or need.

Promise number five: I will show you a good time. As challenging as life can be, I promise to make it worth your while. I hope your father and I are an endless source of entertainment for you. And I can’t wait to show you how much FUN there is to be had.

So, here’s to you, dear Stella, my dream come true, my heart walking around outside of my body, my daughter. Cheers and Happy 3 Week Birthday to you!

Love,

Mommy. [Doesn’t that sound nice?]