To My Little Sweetie:
I cannot believe you are about to start your first day of school. It does not seem right that you are old enough to attend Kindergarten. The truth is...you are growing up. Despite every last attempt to keep you my little girl forever, you continue to evolve into this amazing little person. One full of ideas, aspirations, shortcomings, and successes.
One so sure of herself, confident and yet so sensitive to the world around you. You have the same thirst for knowledge as your father. You have his keen sensitivity to all things beautiful; flowers, colors, trees, music. I pray you will continue to seek out those things. You pay attention to the feelings of others and notice when things aren't as they should be. No matter the situation or circumstance, you do what you think is necessary to comfort those around you. You have been given the nickname of Sweetie for that very reason. You are a sweetheart!
You were the first person to teach me how to be a mother. The first to teach me about unconditional love first hand. You were the first to grow within my womb, the first to have your heart beating within my own body. You were the first to teach me the joy and pain of childbirth. The first to show me what it was like to experience having a piece of your heart and soul turn into the beautiful little girl you are today. I'd like to say that I am a better mother now than I was then, and I pray that I can say the same thing in another ten years. Just like you, I will continue to learn and strive to be a better person, to learn life's lessons, and never forget I will protect you more fiercly than a mama bear. I love you and will go to the ends of the earth for you. Just do me one favor...allow me the time to savor every precious moment of your sweet little life and don't complain when I cry that you refuse to stay little forever.
I dedicate this little story to you. For the past two years, I have felt like the Monster at the End of the Book. Knowing that with every page you turn, we get closer and closer to the day you will start school, a day I dreaded because it meant you were no longer little enough to stay home with me. It also meant a great milestone for you. I suppose for so long you were MY baby, and now things have changed a bit. I will now be known as Sweetie's mom...and that I can live with.
THE MONSTER AT THE END OF THE BOOK
Pssst. Pssst. I LOVE YOU. xxoo
Good luck on your first day of school.
snuggles and lullabies,