You, this week: You’re so curious. You’re not crawling anymore (like. at all). It’s all walking all the time, which means you’re getting into everything in the best/worst ways. It’s amazing to watch. You’re so smart. You’re a problem solver, and a get it done kinda person. You’re a singer. You sing these amazing made up songs with made up words. You’re a cuddler. The cuddling, it really sends my heart over the edge. You’re my loving, smart, funny, brave, fearless girl.
I almost didn’t have the juice to write this week’s letter. I’m writing the letter a day later than usual. I had an emergency root canal yesterday. I spent most of last night trying to get caught up on work before I crashed. We’re flying to Chicago in a few short hours, and we haven’t packed yet.
But here’s the thing I need you to know this week more than any other: You’re my joy. You get me through weeks like this one and remind me why I’m so lucky to be on this life ride. Your smile and the way you run into my arms is everything. You can turn the hardest days into a source of gratitude.
When you’re having a hard week, remember what (and more importantly who) you’re grateful for. It helps put things in perspective and remind you: this too shall pass. And all the hard weeks are worth it when you’re on this grand adventure of life.
I’m so grateful to be your mama.
You are so loved, my Beanshine, Always,