To my beautiful princess Morgan,
I choose you, princess. You are loved more than words can describe. Today is a special day; it’s the day that I legally become your mommy. I wasn’t there for you the day you were born, I have no clue how much you weighed or how tall you were when you breathed your first breath. I missed out on your whole infancy and the majority of your “firsts.” I have no clue what your first word was, what you had as a first food, or when you first walked. But those things don’t matter. I’m still your mommy.
I’ve been able to sing you lullabies, read you books and bible stories, play barbies and dolls with you, and give you endless hugs and kisses. I was able to take you to your first day of preschool this year and wipe your tears away when you were sad at drop off. I’ve been able to comfort you after you’ve had a bad nightmare. I’ve been able to watch you bond with your brothers over the months, and learn how to be the gas to Weston’s fire. And I’ve been able to rock you in my late grandparents Amish-made rocking chair.
I’ll never forget the first time you declared your love to me. Within weeks after meeting you, you swiped your finger across the word LOVE on your shirt that says LOVE all over it, and you looked up at me and said, “I love you!” in your sweet little 3 year old voice. You know how to pull on mommy’s heartstrings, that’s for sure.
You have SO much love in your heart to share. The the past 7 months, every night, without fail, you’ve given me the biggest hug and wettest kiss when I tuck you in. Several nights, you’ve squeezed me so forcefully that I’ll fallen into your bed! Who knew a 3 year old could hug with such power? From the first few weeks, I knew what your hug meant, I could feel it. Your hug was telling me… “I need you mommy. I’ve had a handful of amazing mommies in my life but I am too young for all these transitions. I just want YOU. Please be my forever mommy and don’t let me go.”
Last night when I crept in your room to give you extra hugs and kisses before I went to bed. You were awake, because you had just gone potty for the 2nd time since you had been put to bed. I asked you if I could be your mommy for FOREVER and you smiled and said yes, and then gave me a sweet kiss.
I’ve enjoyed getting to know you the past 9 months. You are so SASSY, that sometimes I wonder if you are really only 3, because you act like a “three-nager.” You absolutely love wearing dresses, (which I’m totally ok with after being a boy mom for 5 years)! You love helping. Without even asking. You just help and serve others because you enjoy making other people feeling happy and loved. You have so many mini “prized possessions,” that you keep in your glittery pink purse, pink box, or pink nightstand. I can guarantee I’ll find a chapstick or lipgloss, some shopkins, a few hair ties and mini hair bows—most likely pink (because that’s your favorite color), a random Barbie shoe (no, not a pair, just one single shoe), possibly a little piece of trash or a crumbled up paper that has princess stickers all over it, a bracelet or necklace, and probably another few random Barbie accessories; like a little 1 inch pink iPhone, a brush, or Barbie’s dogs’ dog bone.
Princess, you’ve been through a lot in your short life. You are strong, tough, fierce, and brave. I promise that from this day forward, I will love, care, support, and encourage you. I will kiss your boo boos. I will be your biggest cheerleader. And within a after of time, I’m sure I’ll be the mom that you are embarrassed to be seen with. Just know that I love you deeply. More than words can describe. And I know, you and I argue often with who loves who more. But remember, mommy is always right…so, I LOVE YOU more!!
Daughter, you are a precious gift from God. I love you, cherish you, and will always protect you. Thank you for letting me be your forever mommy.
love,
mommy
(written in the wee early morning hours of your adoption day! 9-25-2020)
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