Momma Much

This is a conversation I had with Brenden three years ago and it’s coming true. Our Brielle is almost Four and her life is unfolding before our eyes.

October 27, 2013

I was out by myself the other night and Brenden and Brielle hung around the house doing “their thing”. Their thing is very different than what Brielle and I do together.

They make forts and huge messes like break stems off of new decorative pumpkins and leave large amounts of food out on the counter until it’s questionable if we should consume it. But its totally worth it to
1) get away by myself and
2) see their happy tired faces when I get home. Making messes seems to make people very happy. Or maybe it’s just the NOT cleaning up that makes them happy? Either way…

Brenden always gives me a recap of what I missed when I was gone. I feel like I miss all the cute stuff even in just a three hour period. She took her first steps with him.. sigh. And he’s always teaching her something new! (Climbing the stairs was a grrrrrreat one.)

This time he told me about how she laid on his lap and he rubbed her back. He was talking about how sweet it was to feel her back rising and falling as she breathed and to think that he’ll be doing this in the future too, like when she’s 5, 6, 10. It was a sweet image.

Then he said “We’ll tell her that we used to rub her back when she was One and she won’t even care, she won’t even remember it.”

“That’s sad.” I said.

“No, it’s not. It’s magical.”

Magical? Since when did he say “magical”? And there was nothing magical about it. It was SAD. She will hear our memories as stories and they will probably bore her because she won’t even feel like it is HER we are talking about.

“Um how is it magical?”

His response was so beautiful and I am absolutely not going to do it justice:

Everything we do shapes her as a person. Every experience and interaction she has is making her into the person she will become. Her personality is blooming and evolving and she is becoming HER more every day.

One day we will see our 6, 10, 20 year-old and we will know how she got there. She won’t remember nor will she care who she was when she was a toddler, but we will always have in our hearts our baby, as a treasure for just the two of us to savor. It is magical because of the unique nature of it.

At some point we will have a relationship with her as an adult and we will remember the magical little person that existed in this beautiful little window that only we REALLY knew.

He’s right. It IS magical.

Happy almost birthday to the little tiny baby I once knew and the beautiful woman you will become. And the precious little person you are in the meantime. I LOVE YOU.