Happy happy birthday and new year to me. (And Audrey Hepburn, RIP). Today I turn 26 so in honor of my many rotations around the sun and my first (almost) Mothers Day around the corner, I thought I’d make a post in honor of my daughter and why I love being a mommy to her. Having a child, especially a daughter, is what I always dreamed of and Miss Maxly is more perfect than I ever could have even dreamed. That little hoot has my heart in its entirety and makes it so so happy more and more each day. She is the Rory to my Lorelai ☕ She is my peach. She is my plum. She is my Earth. She is my sun.
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Watching your personality form. You’re just about 5 months old and you’re already so happy. You’re silly, curious, intent and independent. My heart can(t) take it. You’re so beautiful sweetie. I can tell you already have a kind heart and a special kind of sweetness in your soul that’s one of a kind.
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You make me feel feelings I never knew I could feel. From the literal pain of 36 hours of birth to the love and heart pounds I feel when I think about you, hold you or see your face, it’s so powerful. Ain’t nothing like a mother’s love.
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You make me want to be a better person. I am your first role model and I’m prepared to take on the job. You’re going to keep me on my toes. To stop swearing, to eating healthier, not smoking cigarettes, being nice… I never want to fail you. I promise you I will always try to be the best version of myself for you.
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I always have a friend. Someone who wants to hold my hand and share their day with me. You’ll always have my back and I’ll have yours.
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You make me appreciate my mom more. I’m constantly putting myself in her (Gigi’s) shoes now. Thinking about how I was when I was a baby..and even when I think ahead to your teenage years, I feel so bad about the attitude and under-appreciation I had for her. Since recently going through birth and caring for you.. my baby who is 100% dependent on me… I now know how much sweat, blood, love, work and tears goes into bringing a child into the world and to raise them. Sorry I was such a turd mom! Maxly always be kind to me and your Gigi!
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Your noises. From your coos, your laughter and your fake cries; they’re music to my ears. My favorite is when you talk… especially when you’re talking at the television. It’s so so funny. I can’t wait to show you videos when you’re older. Your favorite show is Sesame Street and you get so excited when Big Bird or Elmo comes on screen.
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All of the kisses. The wet drooly smooches, yes please! The ones where you nuzzle your face into my neck after I give you neck kisses first. But my favorite are the open mouth kisses that you and I only share. (Whenever anyone else kisses you you scrunch up your nose and look downward.) You close your mouth for everyone else except me. I give you a nice loud “muah” right on your mouth and there’s something about the echo that you just love. To be fair, I love it too.
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Your smell. Now maybe it’s still that new baby smell but I know as time passes, depending on whatever phase you’re going through, or the bath wash we use etc, there will always be a certain scent that will remind me of you, forever.
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Butts. I like butts. Maybe not as much as Tina Belcher but I like them. Especially your butt. I love your baby butt. It’s so freaking cute and dimply. Ahhh!
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Watching you laugh. The things that make you giggle are so simple and I love that. You makes me appreciate the little things and find humor where maybe I usually wouldn’t. I can’t wait to see what you continue to find funny along the way.
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Water Baby. Giving you a bath is one of our more intimate times. Very one on one. Watching you in the water is amazing, I hate the saying but you really are like a little fish. The only word I can think of to describe you during tubby time is joyous. You kick your entire body off of your mesh bath seat so just your head is afloat. And you lay for a second and then splash, kick, smile, laugh, repeat. You love it. I think I made the perfect beach baby, thank goodness!
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Talking in your sleep. This is new as of last night. You legit talk in your sleep like how you baby talk to me or to the tv. It’s so cute! A little creepy but still funny nonetheless because along with your “words” you’re smirkin’ in your sleep.
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The fact that I made you. Literally I grew every inch of you. Your toes, your eyeballs, your tummy! To look at you I think “wow, holy shit, I grew you from literally nothing, birthed you and here you are.” It’s pretty damn amazing.
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The fact that you know I’m your mother. I don’t need to explain this one.
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Watching you sleep. You sleep like me – a monster. You’re all over the bed…arms over your face or up over your head, blankets kicked off. You’re a riot.
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Looking at you and seeing pieces of your father. You are your father’s daughter.
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Looking at you and seeing pieces of your mommy – me. You are your mother’s daughter.
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Watching you make new discoveries. Just this past week you’ve discovered you have legs, feet and toes. It’s pretty amazing how it amuses you are. You’ll lay there and just hold your legs up. I timed it today. You held those bad boys up there for eight straight minutes. That’s pretty impressive for anyone really.
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Your facial expressions. You are so animated.
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Your love for animals. It started out slow but now that you’re more interactive you’re reaching and petting the dog and the cats! You’re starting to love them but they love you. You love to watch them and love kisses from Minnie. I can’t wait to see what you think if our tortoise!
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When you mimic. (This could be fun) I saw a video the other day of a mom who taught her one year old to be a zombie… that’ll be us.
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Your love for music. When I was pregnant I would sing to you, blast the radio, hum, drum the bump. If it dealt with tunes, you were involved. (Although I guess you didn’t have much of a choice haha.) Even now if you get fussy I just turn on the record player and you’re happy as a clam.
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Your sleep habits. Thank you for sleeping 12 hours a night.
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The fact that you miss me as much as I miss you. The past few days you’ve been at Gigi’s because of my ankle injury. But today you came home and you were just as happy to see me as I was you! Smiles and hugs all around.
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You make things that can be difficult easy for. Along with the amazing sleep you’ve been giving me pretty much since birth, you’re so cooperative with many other things too, like getting your nails cut / filed. I think you like it actually. Can’t wait till we can get some mommy daughter mani pedis.
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You’re my daughter. You are you my love. My first born, the original. There’s only one of you and that’s the best thing you can offer the world, just exactly who you are – never forget that baby girl. Always be you and you’ll always be loved.