My Dear, Sweet, Kennedy,
Tomorrow you turn 1. You have now been in the world for an entire year. A year ago, I was laying in bed after a long walk with Grandma Gail, trying to make you move! A year ago was my due date, and it was summery, hot and humid outside. (Today it was about 20 degrees and we are still snow-covered.) A year ago, I had spaghetti dinner with girlfriends, and it was hard to believe I was still pregnant.
It's so surreal to think about, because a year ago you couldn't even pick your head up and now you're cruising around furniture, clapping your baby doll's hands, brushing Grandma's hair, my hair, your hair, putting Callie's leash around your neck like she does, and making your wants and needs known.
I know you.
Really, I have known you since before the first day, when you were often very active in my tummy. And I knew you the day you were born, when you came out screaming for a good 20 minutes before you calmed down. I remember the first time you curled your lip to pout (you were probably 2 weeks old) and I said to your Daddy, "I can already picture her tantrums."
You see, I know you.
I know how excited you are about entertaining guests, welcoming people into our home, and interacting with our sweet puppy. I know how generous you are with sharing your things, bringing people into your world by handing them toys, holding out your food and water for them. I know how important it is for you to explore with your hands, understand the world around you. You want to work all of the small parts, twisting and turning and cranking and screwing them in. You want to understand how the world fits together.
I am that way, too. I still get excited about having guests over, and not wanting to miss a thing. I want people to experience what I am experiencing, so I bring them into my world, too. I want to understand the world, and while I often think it should fit like a puzzle, I'm learning to accept that some pieces will be torn and others will be missing.
I will always teach you to trust people, even when it's hard or even after that trust is broken. I believe in living with your whole heart, and I'll teach you about that. (I'll even teach you about
Brené Brown one day.)
And sometimes your feelings get hurt.
You feel sad when something doesn't go your way, and you feel emotions intensely, but you also get over it pretty quickly because you are in tune to everything going on around you. You will get hurt sometimes, but that's okay. It will make you stronger, and you will learn from it. You will gain perspective from every experience, and learn how to be the best you possible. I will not always be able to protect you from frustration and pain, but I will always be there to work through it together.
You see, my little girl, I really believe that throughout your life, as you grow into this amazing person you were destined to be, I will look back and be able to say, "Yes, she's always been that way."
Love, Mommy