Tuesday, August 18, 2009
A Letter To My Daughter
I had hoped to write this letter last week in celebration of your first birthday but I think you will understand when I say "I was busy." My calendar was full of play dates on the living room floor with Noah, his ark and the menagerie of animals, cuddles on the couch while watching Praise Baby DVD's, dancing to the Veggie Tales version of Joshua fought the battle of Jericho, lots of rocking and reading books in the glider in the loft, a picnic dinner at the park with Elmo, Big Bird and Clifford the Big Red Dog, an afternoon at the pool full of splashing, baking cupcakes and celebrating birthdays, and lots of other not so fun stuff like laundry and dishes. Looking back maybe I did write this letter. Not on paper but in our hearts. You will probably never remember any of things we did last week but I sure will.
It is hard to believe that a year has passed since you came into our lives. I am so thankful for the time I have had to be at home with you and to watch you grow and develop. I love watching you explore the world around you. You are very inquisitive and like to try lots of new things.
You are getting so big!
You are very close to walking on your own. You cruise around with the assistance of the furniture and have taken a couple of steps on your own but you are still lacking the confidence to take off and walk. It seems like just yesterday Daddy and I watched in amazement as you learned to roll over and now you are ever so mobile. You are definitely a busy little girl.
Eleanor, you have such a beautiful smile. I love your four little teeth and your sweet little lips. When you smile your big green (maybe hazel) eyes seem to sparkle. You are very outgoing and love to smile and wave at everyone. Whether it be at church, in the grocery store, at the park or on a walk, you almost always make others smile. You are so full of joy.
Sweet girl, you are a gift and I am so thankful to be your mom. I know that I have made mistakes and will make many more in the years to come as your mom but I hope that you will forgive those mistakes and know that I am trying to love you as best as I can. I hope and pray that as you grow up you will know that you are loved not just by your mommy and daddy but by a loving and merciful God.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." James 1:17
Eleanor Grace, you are our good and perfect gift and I look forward to all that lies ahead.