13 years ago I was marveling at your tiny features, your little nose, tiny fingers and toes......I was overwhelmed with an emotion that was forgein to me. In the space of a few short hours my life was no longer my own, my dreams were no longer just about me. Those parts of me had been replaced in an instant with dreams for you and desires for your life. A love so powerful it took my breath away filled my heart. You, this tiny, pink wiggling creature....you were the reason God had given me life.
I had been told a couple of years before that I would never have a moment like this, injuries had been too severe for me to have a child of my own. God had a plan for you and I and I had never been more grateful.
What joy you have brought to my life, your first little giggle, the first wobbly steps into my arms, just you and I singing along to songs in the car when you were barely talking. I still feel the bittersweet pain of sending you off to school, letting go of that sweet little hand, entrusting you to the care and guidance of another thruout the day.
Daddy and I still love to reflect on the days of Barney and Monkey's. You used to be scared that there were monkey's in your bedroom closet. Daddy would go into the closet, shut the door and act like he was beating away all of the monkeys. Your eyes would be wide and when he emerged you would throw your little self at him in relief. We would then sit your talking Barney by the door to keep any monkeys from entering your room. Daddy and Barney were your heros!
I wish that we could always protect you that way, that Daddy could always beat all of your monkeys away.
You have grown from a beautiful child to a gorgeous teen. I am so proud of you for so many reasons. Your spirit and sense of self are so strong, your personality draws others effortlessly, we all want to share in your light. I admire your fearlessness and the easy way that you make friends. I haven't met anyone that just doesn't love you.
Always know that I will be there, I will guide you and hold your hand thru all of the journeys in life that will be yours. I'm your mother, your friend and your safe place to fall. Over these next years of teendom, you will probably not always agree with me, may not always like me but please always remember, sweet girl, that I am in your corner and fighting for you. The decisions that I make that may be unpopular with you might not always make sense but when the day comes that you hold your own sweet child in your arms you will know, know without a doubt that everything I did or would not let you do, was because I loved you with a passion so fierce that it could slay dragons.
Spread your wings and fly, grow slowly into the amazing woman that I see emerging. Slowly..slowly..slowly.....I love you and am so proud to be your mother!
Always and Forever,
Your Mommy
Morgan 1992
Morgan Elizabeth 2005
Morgan was full of stories when she came home this evening! Her homeroom teacher pulled all of the surrounding classes into her room to sing happy birthday to Morgan, she got bags of candy from two of her teachers, handfuls of candy from other teachers, roses at school and a necklace from a friend. Before the football game, her friends on the football team and the cheerleaders sang happy birthday to her! What a day for her! We are going out as a family this weekend to celebrate and then are planning the "BIG" party with 50+ of her closest friends when it gets cooler. FUN FUN! She got the greatest gift for her birthday this morning, her new little niece was born on her birthday. The little one is holding her own at 2lbs 14oz. She scored an 8 on her apgar and does not require any tubes or assistance. They have oxygen going into her isolet as a boost but no tubes. Thank God for that. Christina is not out of the woods, things went from bad to worse for her. She developed HELLP syndrome and they are concerned that her kidneys and liver are suffering. Please continue to keep her in your prayers!
Goodnight, internet!
I had been told a couple of years before that I would never have a moment like this, injuries had been too severe for me to have a child of my own. God had a plan for you and I and I had never been more grateful.
What joy you have brought to my life, your first little giggle, the first wobbly steps into my arms, just you and I singing along to songs in the car when you were barely talking. I still feel the bittersweet pain of sending you off to school, letting go of that sweet little hand, entrusting you to the care and guidance of another thruout the day.
Daddy and I still love to reflect on the days of Barney and Monkey's. You used to be scared that there were monkey's in your bedroom closet. Daddy would go into the closet, shut the door and act like he was beating away all of the monkeys. Your eyes would be wide and when he emerged you would throw your little self at him in relief. We would then sit your talking Barney by the door to keep any monkeys from entering your room. Daddy and Barney were your heros!
I wish that we could always protect you that way, that Daddy could always beat all of your monkeys away.
You have grown from a beautiful child to a gorgeous teen. I am so proud of you for so many reasons. Your spirit and sense of self are so strong, your personality draws others effortlessly, we all want to share in your light. I admire your fearlessness and the easy way that you make friends. I haven't met anyone that just doesn't love you.
Always know that I will be there, I will guide you and hold your hand thru all of the journeys in life that will be yours. I'm your mother, your friend and your safe place to fall. Over these next years of teendom, you will probably not always agree with me, may not always like me but please always remember, sweet girl, that I am in your corner and fighting for you. The decisions that I make that may be unpopular with you might not always make sense but when the day comes that you hold your own sweet child in your arms you will know, know without a doubt that everything I did or would not let you do, was because I loved you with a passion so fierce that it could slay dragons.
Spread your wings and fly, grow slowly into the amazing woman that I see emerging. Slowly..slowly..slowly.....I love you and am so proud to be your mother!
Always and Forever,
Your Mommy
Morgan 1992
Morgan Elizabeth 2005
Morgan was full of stories when she came home this evening! Her homeroom teacher pulled all of the surrounding classes into her room to sing happy birthday to Morgan, she got bags of candy from two of her teachers, handfuls of candy from other teachers, roses at school and a necklace from a friend. Before the football game, her friends on the football team and the cheerleaders sang happy birthday to her! What a day for her! We are going out as a family this weekend to celebrate and then are planning the "BIG" party with 50+ of her closest friends when it gets cooler. FUN FUN! She got the greatest gift for her birthday this morning, her new little niece was born on her birthday. The little one is holding her own at 2lbs 14oz. She scored an 8 on her apgar and does not require any tubes or assistance. They have oxygen going into her isolet as a boost but no tubes. Thank God for that. Christina is not out of the woods, things went from bad to worse for her. She developed HELLP syndrome and they are concerned that her kidneys and liver are suffering. Please continue to keep her in your prayers!
Goodnight, internet!
1 Comments:
she is beautful..so cute...back in 1992 i was a jr in highschool..LOL
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