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Dear Sweetheart, You Are Truly Stunning
There are moments when your beauty catches me off guard, and I can’t help but marvel at you. It’s in the way you wake up, hair tousled and tangled like mine, wrapped snugly in your blankets, your little toes peeking out from under your favorite princess sheets.
It’s the pure, unfiltered way you gaze at me, completely devoid of any makeup, and it breaks my heart a little that you might not see yourself as I do. Watching you race across the yard, laughter spilling from you and your sister, is like witnessing pure joy in motion—unblemished by the self-doubt that will inevitably creep in as you grow.
I’m often struck by the sight of you—this vibrant young girl who is quickly replacing the baby I once cradled in my arms. The baby who transformed my world and fit perfectly beside my heart. In those fleeting moments, my dear, I see a beauty that is so profound, so breathtaking, that I can hardly catch my breath.
I sometimes wonder when you will start to care about how others perceive you. When will you begin to tug at your clothes, adjust your hair, and stare into mirrors that won’t reflect the wonder I see? I ponder when that first disheartened frown will cross your face, when you’ll become your own worst critic and roll your eyes when I tell you just how beautiful you are.
But I mean it, darling. No matter how much you might pluck, shape, diet, or even add a touch of sparkle (do kids still use glitter? I might be showing my age here), know that to me, you will always be the most stunning sight my eyes have ever encountered.
You inspire awe in me every day, just like that first moment in the delivery room when they placed you on my chest, warm and squirming. I recognized you instantly, as if we were old friends reuniting rather than a mother meeting her child for the first time.
I’ll admit it; sometimes, I just watch you. I know it sounds a bit odd, but as your mom, I can’t help it. My heart feels like it’s walking around outside my body in a world that can be harsh and unforgiving. I gaze at you because everything you do—from that little freckle on your leg to the way you tuck your hair behind your ears—mesmerizes me.
At times, the depth of my love for you surprises me. I find myself stepping back to keep my emotions in check, not wanting to overwhelm you with the intensity of how I feel. I cried at your kindergarten graduation, and I knew then that I had more milestones to navigate, and wow, this parenting gig is a journey!
I wish I could bottle up the beauty I see in you—the way you jump, run, and play with your siblings, every breath you take while you sleep, and those spontaneous hugs you give. I want to gather all that breathtaking beauty like sand and present it to you when that time comes—the time when you might begin to measure yourself against others instead of embracing the pure joy of being you.
I wish I could hold up a gigantic mirror that would reflect back the strength, kindness, intelligence, and quirks that make you who you are—a unique tapestry that only you can weave.
Because, sweetheart, you are stunning, even if someday you might not believe it.
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In summary, my dear daughter, as you grow, always remember that your true beauty shines from within, and I hope you see it one day.