On this day 14 years ago, my first offspring appeared in the world. 3 weeks early, looking a little Simpsonesque with a yellowy tinge & still covered with a fine downy covering of hair all over her little body.
My mellow bird.
AKA The Bear.
A new chapter in my life had begun. It wasn’t all breastfeeding in flowing dresses, sat in a sunny field of wheat. I have been known to lose my fricking mind. But I’ve never known love like it. A mother’s love.
Now taller than her (s)mother. She is a beautiful, intelligent, intellectual and artistically talented young lady, on the edge of becoming. So impressed with her artistic skills that I recently had one of her sketches permanently inked on my body.
Go forth and be fabulous my lovely. Do your best at everything schmoobear. Make good choices. Be honest. Be kind, and remember that there will be days when things don’t feel right, when you feel bad. But they won’t last. And if your mama ever tells you that a man (or woman – whichever – we live in an inclusive society after all) is no good for you – please listen.
We love you more than you can possibly comprehend.