Mr. Seven,
How is it even possible? You can't be seven. We were just celebrating you going to Kindergarten and 1st grade....now all of the sudden you're seven. Impossible.
I remember the day the you born. It all started when I went to the bathroom at Safeway. By the time I got and called Grandma, we knew it wouldn't be long before I went into labor. And sure enough, as I was eating my yummy chili dinner, I felt my first contraction. And 12 minutes later, I felt another one. Then 8, then 6, then 4, then 3....and we were off to the hospital. They thought you would come quick, but some 10 hours later, you decided it was time. I remember your first cry. My sweet sweet baby.
I love you more than anything in this world. I was meant to be your mother. If that is my sole purpose for existing, to love you and teach you, then I accept.
I can't explain what being your mother is like. Tonight, I tucked you into bed and you smelled of coconuts and I tickled you and breathed you in. You liked the bathroom spray so much, you sprayed yourself in it. My coconut baby.
You woke me up this morning with smiles and cuddles and "I'm hungry"! I wanted to sleep longer, but you were so cute how could I resist. You still need me!...even if it's just to poor the milk. I'll take it.
You are incredible - in every way. I hope you never forget how special you are. Happy Birthday darling.
I love you,
How is it even possible? You can't be seven. We were just celebrating you going to Kindergarten and 1st grade....now all of the sudden you're seven. Impossible.
I remember the day the you born. It all started when I went to the bathroom at Safeway. By the time I got and called Grandma, we knew it wouldn't be long before I went into labor. And sure enough, as I was eating my yummy chili dinner, I felt my first contraction. And 12 minutes later, I felt another one. Then 8, then 6, then 4, then 3....and we were off to the hospital. They thought you would come quick, but some 10 hours later, you decided it was time. I remember your first cry. My sweet sweet baby.
I love you more than anything in this world. I was meant to be your mother. If that is my sole purpose for existing, to love you and teach you, then I accept.
I can't explain what being your mother is like. Tonight, I tucked you into bed and you smelled of coconuts and I tickled you and breathed you in. You liked the bathroom spray so much, you sprayed yourself in it. My coconut baby.
You woke me up this morning with smiles and cuddles and "I'm hungry"! I wanted to sleep longer, but you were so cute how could I resist. You still need me!...even if it's just to poor the milk. I'll take it.
You are incredible - in every way. I hope you never forget how special you are. Happy Birthday darling.
I love you,
Mommy
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