To Mini and Jr.

Again, for LGBT Family Blogging Day

To Mini and Jr.:

You are 19-months and 6 days old today.  And exactly that many months and days ago, my life finally began.  You two are what makes our family complete.  Your arrival has changed everything about my life—in all the best possible ways.  I used to be a bit of a work-a-holic sort (just ask Mommy), but now, I just want to be with you and Mommy.  You are what matters to me.  You are what I was put here for.  To spend time with you, sing to you, laugh with and at you, play soccer and softball and basketball and hockey and what ever else you want to play with you.  To teach you to write your name and to say “mommy” and not just “mama” (though god bless you for THAT).  To look at your awed little faces when you get to “touch” a truck or see the gorillas and lions at the zoo.  To marvel at the fact that you already know which shoes you like and DEFINITELY DO NOT like, Mini.  To hold you when you are hurt or sad or scared.  To figure out what the new thing you’re saying today means.  To save money for dance lessons, because with your mommy and me as your sources for that, you are not destined for great things in that realm.  To quit going to Starbucks so much (and I gladly do) so that we can save more money for your college fund.  To move across country so that you will get to know your grandmas and grandpa, and see your cousin more and grow up with the children of all my good friends there, and have a home and a place you will hopefully live until you graduate from high school.   

I had no idea I would feel this way.  I had no idea that you would infuse my life with so much meaning that when I look at your faces, I know I can quit searching for I have found my home.

I thank your Mommy for making you possible and for knowing what I perhaps did not then, that I was meant to be your Mama.  And you are meant to be ours. 

Mama.

Comments

[Liza]

That is such a sweet post. I hope you're going to keep posting.