Thursday, January 24, 2013

Prayer for future (19 months)

To my Lily Belle,


In 2 short days you'll be 19 months old. 
Last night when you were splish-splashing around the bathtub, it hit me that in 5 little months you'll be 2. 
Just 2 years old. 
No one counts the months anymore after 24.
Which, I guess makes you officially not a baby.



Not that you act like much of a baby these days anyway...
Miss talking up a storm, eating with a spoon all by yourself, fixin' to get a whole outfit picked out & put on all alone!
I love watching you constantly changing & growing. 
But last night in the middle of our squirt-gun induced giggle-fest, I was overwhelmed by the realization that someday you'll be a gorgeous grown woman & you'll fall head-over-heels in love & someone else will make you laugh the way only mama & dada can now.

 
(Always a good idea to keep plenty of distance b/w you & the boy you're watching movies with.)

Someone else will protect, encourage and dance with you. 
It won't be my job anymore. 
Oh Lordy.
If that thought doesn't turn a mama into a melty puddle of emotions, I don't know what will... 
But you're observant & sensitive & you started giving me funny sideways looks as the hot tears streamed down my face. 
So I started to pray.

(Singing Ju-Juuu (Gigi) as you prance around in the tutu she gave you.)

I prayed for the man that you'll share your life with someday. 
I prayed that he's funny because yours, my love, is the most beautiful laugh there ever was. 
I prayed that he's strong & sensitive: that he leads you when you need it but isn't afraid to step back & let you be a leader too. 
I prayed that if you grow up to be anything like your daddy- which I'm about 99% sure you will ;) that he has patience when you need space & time to figure out what's going on on your head & heart. 


(Sleepy eyed little independent woman eating your own yogurt.) 

Mostly I just prayed that he'll love you the best he knows how. 
That you'll be a better woman with him than you ever even thought you could be without him. 
That he makes you want to love Jesus & people better. 
(Oh, and that he's the only guy you ever date, and you don't meet until you're 26... oops.)
I love praying for your future, Lil, but I'm also thankful that you're still only 19 months.





Thankful you're still my baby & that it's still me & dada's turn to: 

  • teach you (you're getting pretty good with your words)
  • encourage you (sooooo close to buttoning your own coat)
  • read books with you (your new fave past time: Dr Seuss, Goodnight Moon, My First Words Book, Sesame Street Colors book "aka shteee")
  • sing songs & dance with you (C is for Cookie, Hokey Pokey, ABCs) 
  • and make you giggle (by squirting you in the bathtub with the "booger sucker" turned squirt gun I swear it was clean & it was your favorite game ever ;) 
Love you forever & ever, 
Mama

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