You are a wonder. Every day you’re teaching me how to live a different sort of life.
You’re trying so hard to communicate with me these days. When I say, do you want x? You shake your head no. or do you want that? no, you shake your head. I can see your frustration as you try and find a way to communicate without the words I can understand.
You’re so smart. It’s amazing to watch you watch and learn and think. I can’t wait (I can, but I’m so excited) to watch you grow and become an adult.
Watching you makes me think a lot about myself and women of my generation. I think a lot about what baggage I hope I don’t hand down to you.
Mostly, I don’t want you to doubt yourself. You. are. miraculous. and I hope you find a way to be both humble in your exploration of the world, but also to own your awesomeness so deeply that you never doubt yourself.
You: You can do anything.
You: You can learn anything.
You: You can be anything you want to be.
Nothing is standing in your way (except your own fears and your own perceptions of your limitations).
Don’t be afraid, my love. Be strong.
Last Saturday your Papa and I spent the whole day moving things around and setting up gates so that you could explore a bit more of the apartment. You’re so sure on your feet now that the living room has seemed a bit too contained, so it was time to show you a whole new world.
It took us so much longer than we expected. Late in the afternoon when we finally opened up the gates so you could explore, your face was so alight with possibility. You were so excited. I was so proud of you joy and fearlessness.
My favorite moment of the day is the look on your face when I walk in the door from work. It’s the moment when you run into my arms for a hug. It’s the joy you get when you’re splashing in the tub. It’s the love I feel when I hold you in my arms.
You are so loved, my Beanshine, always,