Looking for a truly meaningful way to spend Mother's Day? Why not write a letter to your baby, just like these three moms did?
My Huckleberry Friend,
Once upon a time, there was a girl with a hole in her heart the size of you.
Once upon a time, there were prayers and pleadings, and quiet achings, and patience. So much patience.
Once upon a time, there were tests and doctors appointments, discouraged brows and determined faces.
Until magically, once upon a time, there was a little pink line, and a soft, fluttering heart beat.
And when you were finally here, pink and squirmy in my arms, the Heavens above whispered to me that you were meant to be mine - all mine - for at least a little while.
Some day, you'll belong to someone else. You'll belong to yourself. You'll belong to your schooling and your career, and to someone you'll love more than you've ever loved before. But I will take this time, this time where you are mine and only mine, and I will savor it and treasure it and taste every possible second of it.
This is our first Mother's Day together, though it seems you've been with me for far longer than the eternities can even know. And while you may not be only mine for too much longer, I will always, always and forever, be yours.
Last year on Mother's Day, I was beaming because I already counted myself as your mother - even though you were only the size of a peach in my tummy. We were already bonded, and I felt so close to you.
When you were born, your heart rate was too fast. They put you close to my heart, and soon, my heart calmed your heart. I love that sometimes I'm still the only one that can comfort you. I love that you want to hold onto my hands and put them by your face to fall asleep.
When you were born, and we found out you were a girl, I was elated. Don't worry, I'll love your brother(s) too … but your aunts and I … we have so much to teach you.
You and I will have so much fun playing Disney princesses, cooking in the kitchen, making messy art projects, singing and dancing anywhere and everywhere. Eventually, I'll teach you the fine art of ratting your hair, putting on makeup and wearing heels. I'll encourage you to find and develop all your talents and I will be that mother that shows you off to all my friends. (Like now. Hello blogland!)
I love your personality already. You're a talker. You're an observer. You're a foodie. You're a doer. You're emotional. You're dainty. You're smart. You are such a girl and I feel so blessed to have you as my daughter. I can't wait until you can call me Mommy.
Oh.. there you are.. waking up. I love you, baby of mine.
I always dreamed about having a little boy. Always.
A dream, a hope, a heartbeat, a barely decipherable sonogram, a flutter, a kick … And now here you are. Finally. I can hardly believe it.
Can you imagine waiting for years and years to meet someone you know is waiting in the wings? But I did it. I waited and waited, kept my fingers crossed and then, like magic, you came to us to be with our family. You have exceeded every single dream I had about you.
Yes, you are my sweet, little baby who grins at me and already tries to talk, but you're so much more. You are a life waiting to happen.
I can hardly comprehend the life you're about to lead.
I think about you at every stage. What will Henry be like at two? And four? What about twelve? And eighteen? I will be there every step of the way because you, son, are my life. Forever.
Mother's Day isn't about me, it's about you, because you made me Mom. Thank you. It's the best thing that ever happened to me.
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