Memories For My Kids- age 29

one day my youngest sister Janette and i were talking about our grandma "big mom" we were discussing how being 10 years apart we know the same person but two very different grandmas. let me explain MY grandma growing up still had dark rich colorful hair, she would run around the block with me and get down on the floor with me. Janette's grandma couldn't run around the block or play on the floor her knees were just too bad at this point. also her colorful hair was traded in for a nice silver/white style instead.

right now I'm a mother of one... but soon more children will come and i will get older, i want my kids to know me to remember me and experience ME the young the old the present... so to my children.. I'm not only a lady, a friend, a daughter.... I am and always will be your MOM.

To My Child(ren):
-Aiden age: 3 months

...I'm your mom and i am 29...

...when i put you to bed from the very first night you were born i kiss your cheek and whisper "momma loves you"...

...as a baby you and i would lay on the floor together and play... granted i would sometimes fall asleep, but so would you...

...you love when i kiss your face, your cheeks, your nose... and i do it often because i love you...

...when you are fussy i put you in your car seat and i swing you back and forth, it makes you giggle and calms you down...

...you hate to nap so i swaddle you and hold you close because i know these days are numbered... i caress your bald little head and just watch you sleep...

...your daddy and i try to always speak kind words to each other because we want to show you a loving healthy relationship to model your own after one day...

...your daddy loves to let you "try" tasting his food, but i feel like you are just too young still...

...once you're in your bed i sit and watch you sleep from the baby montior, your father says i sleep stalk you...

...when i'm away working (3 days) i think about you, and your daddy sends me pictures, i get jealous that he is home with you and i am not...

...the drive home from work seems to take the longest of any drive...

...we sit and watch "stupid" tv together snuggled up on the rockingchair...

I feel so blessed and lucky to be your mom, i can and will never be able to put into words just how much i love you. I've always wanted to be a mother and it truly is my most favorite job i have ever had. I LOVE YOU.

XOXO -Mom