9 months

From the Cuddler to my Sugar Plum,

I waited nine long months to see your beautiful face. Tomorrow, marks nine months since I saw that face. It has me feeling very sentimental.

All I have ever wanted to be is your mother. If you ever doubt that, you can ask Mrs. Anna. She will tell you that in college I told her all I ever wanted to be was a mother and she asked why in the world I would go into chemical engineering if all I wanted to be was a mother. I told her because sometimes you don't get what you want.

For all the things in life that I am flippant about, I am devoted and dedicated to you. You have made me be kinder and gentler to Morning Guy also. I want you to see me treating him with the respect and love that he deserves and vice versa.

I promise to love you enough to teach that life is not fair and to never sugar coat your failures and disappointments. It will serve you well to know that even through difficulties that you are a child of God and that He (along with your family) will provide you with the confidence and strength to persevere.

There will be days when I fall far short of my potential and God given responsibility as your mother. In those days, I will apologize to you and ask God for forgiveness. I will ask God's forgiveness because He has entrusted you to me and that is my life's purpose.

Every day I ask for Him to give me strength, patience, and understanding. I hope my words are kind, my touch gentle, my temper even, and my kisses and hugs welcomed. I am going to strive to be a good mother. Don't worry, your worldly success is not the metric. I will have succeeded if you grow up knowing that there is no self-sacrifice too great for you.

Here we are together for the first time. Don't judge the picture. I had a break down on the 5th attempt to get an IV going.





With all my love.