This post isn’t actually about me. Well it is, but not in the same sense as these posts usually are. This one is a letter to my Mimi.
You, my dear, are the strongest little girl I know. You test mommy’s patience daily in an effort to be your own person. Kiddo, some days you drive me up the flipping wall and make me want to pull my hair out by the handfuls.
But guess what. I still love you.
Every screaming match, every night we spend fighting over bedtime, every time I have to ask you ten zillion times to put your pjs on, brush your teeth, eat your dinner…. It’s all worth it to me. It’s worthit when the neighbors stare as I stomp down the street because you “ran away” to Opi’s house next door. It’s worth it because some mornings you come in and ask for purple or blue hair like mommy’s. It’s worth it because even when you’re acting stubborn, you are my daughter. You make me smile. Sometimes even when I’m trying to be mad because you used an “adult word” but I know you heard it from me.
You have grown so much in the past year and you do your best to show kindness to everyone. Don’t lose that. Don’t ever let anyone tell you you’re not worth every last struggle you might create. You are learning, growing and getting to experience life as it was meant to be.
You are beautiful and you are worth it.
Enjoy kindergarten next week baby girl.