Archive for the ‘Love Letters for a Bean’ Category
My dearest girl,
You have been one for almost a week now. Every time I think about it my heart fills up with love and my eyes well up with tears…I wonder what I’ve ever done to deserve such an amazing gift as you…
I know that whenever you eventually read these letters, you’re gonna think your mama is a total sap, but that’s OK. You’ll understand if/when you decide to have your own little ones…this mother’s love that is so piercing it is almost painful.
I know I’ve said it before, but if there is anything I could wish for you Bean, it is that you will always know love from me and from your daddy…that though we will blunder and make mistakes, they won’t be big enough or bad enough to cause you to doubt our love for you.
I can see it now…the amazing confidence you have, resting in the assurance of the love of your family. There is no question in your mind that you are never alone, day or night. What a blessing to be able to give this to you…even when it is not me personally who always gets to be there with you now, yet still you are surrounded by your family always. Read the rest of this entry »
You were 11 months old yesterday. As ever, your mommy finds it continually hard to believe how quickly time passes…
I feel like the past few months have brought so much change in you. You’re getting so big. You can do so many things. It’s a constant amazement to watch you grow…I can hardly even imagine you being so tiny as you used to be!
You are a crazy climber little lady. Up and down stairs, hoisting yourself onto step stools and chairs – we look at you in awe to see all the places you can reach. You can climb up the slide backwards with the strength of your arms, and your newest fun game is climbing down off our bed – not so great for mommy and daddy but it sure amuses you! You are strong, baby! Read the rest of this entry »
My dearest girl,
You are 10 months old this month – and I feel I can hardly get started in gathering my thoughts on how amazing this past month has been with you…
I feel like I am getting the chance to get to know my Bean better than ever before. So much of your personality – your little quirks…your sense of adventure – has been revealed over the past weeks. It’s like things you were only hinting at before are coming out in fully glory…
You are SO much fun baby girl! You smile and laugh upon waking. You greet everyone you meet with a huge grin. Just about anything can make those giggles bubble up out of you…you make me laugh more than I have in years!
I look at you and I see someone who seems destined to bring joy to everyone she meets. I pray pray pray that joy will always follow you… Read the rest of this entry »
This month’s letter is written by Daddy…
Dear Baby Bean,
18 months ago you were in Mommy’s belly, smaller than an actual bean. 9 months ago you were born. I was there to watch you take your first breath of air. You were so small back then. Today you are nine months old. You are still and always will be my little Baby Bean, though you have grown quite a bit in the last nine months!
You know how to feed yourself (sort of). I’m so proud of you and how you figured how to put food in your mouth. You crawl so fast now, too. I can barely keep up. Read the rest of this entry »
I think I must be confused. I find it very hard to accept that you are 8 months old today. Are you sure it’s not 7 months? That I didn’t mix up the dates?
Because Little Miss – you are growing way too fast!
It’s such sadness and joy together that sometimes I can hardly bear it…you’re doing new things every day and you feel bigger and more heavy when I hold you…it’s getting harder to imagine how tiny you were when you made your appearance 8 months ago. I look at pictures and I’m astounded to see the changes that have come so fast.
As always, all you want to do is move…it’s rare to see you sitting still for more than 5 minutes. You’ve been crawling, pulling yourself up to stand…and I see you with that gleam of desire in your eye whenever you see children walking. I feel you’re thinking, “I WILL make that happen just as soon as I’m able!”
You are a little girl who is going places! Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been inspired by Zoie over at Touchstonez (who was inspired by SausageMama) to begin writing a monthly letter to my dear Baby Bean. If you blog and you’re interested in joining in, you can grab the badge here. (If you don’t blog, you could just…I don’t know…write it down? tee hee)
So here goes…
My dearest Baby Bean,
I love you so much it is ridiculous. I never understood such love before you came along.
You’ve made it easy for me, of course….ever since the very first morning you came along and smiled a real smile at me so brightly, I have loved the little person you are.
It’s so fun for me to watch you interact with this world…to discover how fascinating little hands and fingers are; to understand that a straw must be observed from every possible angle, multiple times…to see what a grand experiment is putting one hand on a soft blanket with the other on rough carpet.
You’ve always been a mover…ever since I felt that first kick when you were still in my belly and you rarely stopped (I remember having to wait an hour longer at the midwife’s office a few times when you got your heart rate up so high they were worried and had to give time to check it again…you just didn’t want to settle down!)
Your world has expanded greatly now, and you still want to explore all its boundaries. You were so very persistent in teaching yourself to roll over…your concentration and effort were so incredible to behold. I wanted so badly to help you, but I knew you would only be content when you could do it all by yourself.
With that same determination you taught yourself to crawl, and now all you want to do is zoom around the room.
It’s presented me with new challenges, too…I have to do things like allow you to pick up the dog toys and put them in your mouth. I need to let you laugh when Luther licks your face instead of grabbing you away from him. I need to let you rejoice in the momentous occasion of getting the chance to grab Sage’s tale, waiting for a minute before I pull the gobs of hair out from between your fingers. Read the rest of this entry »