Oh Mae. Mae Neva Morrison. That name brings joy to my heart. I've been trying very hard to decide how to put every little action you do and every emotion that I feel into words. And while this isn't much, it's the best that I can do. I love to write. And I hope one day you'll love to read. Because there's a lot I have to share.
How to begin...I'll start with the present. So many people seem to start with the past. I usually do as well. But I think I'll switch it up. Each day, you get closer and closer to walking. You're all over the place, crawling as fast as your chubby thighs will take you and pulling yourself up on everything. What more could a baby want? Things to chew on. And oh boy do you love to chew on everything. Keys, the table, diapers (clean or dirty), rarely toys, mom and dad. Those teeth are sharp! You show no mercy. I should have known you'd be an energetic one. The first time I felt you move was at 14 weeks. Your Grandma Maureen loves to call you a 'mover and a shaker'. I told everyone, "she's really active!" and their response was "this is your first baby, you can't tell the difference." Oh yes I could! You were all over the place. You really enjoyed being up in my ribs. And the only thing that would put you in your place was your daddy's help. But as soon as he would stop, you were right back. Little Monster...
Not only are you getting ready to take those first steps, you're eating so many new foods, you're blabbering all the time, you're smiling and giggling and making the most adorable noises. Even your little putt-putt farts are cute. Your personality is shining through more and more. And I have the privilege to be your mother. I am in awe at the blessings that I've lost count of since your father and I found out we would soon have a beautiful baby. Oh Mae. How you've blessed our lives. You gave my life meaning. You are making me a better wife, mother, and all around human being. You've only been on this earth for 10 months but you've given me a lifetime of happiness. How will we ever repay you...?
We'll shower you with kisses, we'll love and protect you. Your daddy will treat you like the princess you are and show you how to find a good man through how he treats me. We will make sure you know that you are and always will be our little girl no matter what you do. We will dry your tears and we will always be there to fight away your nightmares. We will love you forever Mae. And when I say forever, I don't mean until we die. I don't mean until you die.
I mean until the end of time.
And we can only hope that Eternity will be enough time to show you the full extent of our love and appreciation for you. Your daddy always whispers to you when we put you down to sleep "You'll always be my little girl." And you will Mae. In our eyes, you will always be this chubby angel who smiles when daddy jumps out from behind the couch. You'll always be the baby who crawls as fast as you can under the table when mommy says "I'm gonna get you!" All the Cheerio's you scatter across the house, all the poopy diapers you pile up, and all those nights you've snuggled with me. I will always remember those. I will always hold those in my heart and when you drive me crazy, I'll try my best to remember that you are my little girl.
Mae, I love you. Your father loves you. And I know that your Father in Heaven loves you. I know He loves me because He sent you to us. And we'll do our best to make sure you know how much He loves you.
So let the letters begin. Let me pour my love out to you in the best way I know how despite all I do for you throughout the day. I hope that one day you read these and you feel a fraction of my love for you through these words.
Dearest Mae.
Never Change
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