Dear mommy me,
Hi, it’s you from a long long time ago. I can tell ya that right now, the thought or idea of children is terrifying and I don’t know if I even want kids, but you did it. I knew you would. You changed your mind yet again and I’m so happy you did it.
I realize now how much we took our mom and family for granted. We didn’t savor the little things and only paid attention when it mattered, but I love them. I love our huge sometimes dysfunctional, crazy, fun family. We embraced our crazy and it’s what’s made us so unique.
I love our mom and all those tiny memories she gave us. I remember workdays every weekend in the spring and doing a lot of gardening and learning all the little secrets like pushing down on the soil so that there’s no air pockets by the roots. I remember watching her get ready; picking out clothes and putting on her makeup and looking forward to when I could do the same. I remember eating Elvis snacks and watching old movies in her bed. I remember making biscuits from scratch almost every week. I remember going to chili’s and just ordering chips and salsa and talking for hours.
These are sweet sweet memories that are so small and mundane, but I love them. Make these kinds of memories with your kids. Teach them something old-fashioned and forgotten. Make snacks and watch old movies. Teach your girls how to do their makeup, but let them know they don’t need it. Go on dates, spontaneous road trips, and have long talks.
Teach them about Jesus. Take them to church. Even if money is tight, find a way to send your kids to Kanakuk. Make it work. Mentor them, be a good model for them as a mom, friend, and Godly woman. Discipline them only out of love and never out of rage. Hug them every chance you get
Say I love you even when they slam the door in your face and don’t say it back. Be patient, don’t get angry. Never hang up the phone without saying I love you. Put secret notes in their lunch boxes that just say ‘I love you.’
Make sure your kids know their Mimi and papa T. Let them go have fun with uncle Kenny. Have family barbeques with all the cousins. Make sure that your girls spend the weekends with Aunt Whitney. Let Uncle Brody be the fun crazy boy cousin that can be a big brother to your girls and have their backs if they need it. Make sure Aunt Delaney is one of their best friends. Be a family. Don’t avoid close relationship no matter how much distance separates you all.
Remember me, remember what it’s like to be a teenager, remember what it’s like to be a princess, remember what it’s like to be a tom boy. If you remember, you’ll relate.
But don’t be afraid, you’re going to do great. If you have to, just look at this as another challenge, another tree to climb, and have fun doing it.
Love,
You from a long long time ago
Hi, it’s you from a long long time ago. I can tell ya that right now, the thought or idea of children is terrifying and I don’t know if I even want kids, but you did it. I knew you would. You changed your mind yet again and I’m so happy you did it.
I realize now how much we took our mom and family for granted. We didn’t savor the little things and only paid attention when it mattered, but I love them. I love our huge sometimes dysfunctional, crazy, fun family. We embraced our crazy and it’s what’s made us so unique.
I love our mom and all those tiny memories she gave us. I remember workdays every weekend in the spring and doing a lot of gardening and learning all the little secrets like pushing down on the soil so that there’s no air pockets by the roots. I remember watching her get ready; picking out clothes and putting on her makeup and looking forward to when I could do the same. I remember eating Elvis snacks and watching old movies in her bed. I remember making biscuits from scratch almost every week. I remember going to chili’s and just ordering chips and salsa and talking for hours.
These are sweet sweet memories that are so small and mundane, but I love them. Make these kinds of memories with your kids. Teach them something old-fashioned and forgotten. Make snacks and watch old movies. Teach your girls how to do their makeup, but let them know they don’t need it. Go on dates, spontaneous road trips, and have long talks.
Teach them about Jesus. Take them to church. Even if money is tight, find a way to send your kids to Kanakuk. Make it work. Mentor them, be a good model for them as a mom, friend, and Godly woman. Discipline them only out of love and never out of rage. Hug them every chance you get
Say I love you even when they slam the door in your face and don’t say it back. Be patient, don’t get angry. Never hang up the phone without saying I love you. Put secret notes in their lunch boxes that just say ‘I love you.’
Make sure your kids know their Mimi and papa T. Let them go have fun with uncle Kenny. Have family barbeques with all the cousins. Make sure that your girls spend the weekends with Aunt Whitney. Let Uncle Brody be the fun crazy boy cousin that can be a big brother to your girls and have their backs if they need it. Make sure Aunt Delaney is one of their best friends. Be a family. Don’t avoid close relationship no matter how much distance separates you all.
Remember me, remember what it’s like to be a teenager, remember what it’s like to be a princess, remember what it’s like to be a tom boy. If you remember, you’ll relate.
But don’t be afraid, you’re going to do great. If you have to, just look at this as another challenge, another tree to climb, and have fun doing it.
Love,
You from a long long time ago