I’m on a bit of a roll at the minute, catching up with blogs and memes and blog posts that I have put off and off and off. It’s about time I sat down and wrote something, even if it does mean post overload. I would schedule them, but unfortunately, this post is part of the Friday Carnival over at Notes from Home and, as it’s Friday tomorrow, a new prompt will be up and if I don’t post it now, I can’t get it into the linky! Anyway, BREATHE!
I really liked the idea of this post. I really liked the idea of getting 5 things onto paper (i.e. computer screen) that I would love my daughter to know about me. After all, this blog was started because of her.
So, without further ado…
To my girl…
1. First and foremost, I’d like you to know that I love you. I never realised how much you could love someone until my you came along. I never realised that there was such a huge gap in my heart until you came along and filled it. Just thinking about you makes me all goo-ey inside. You are my world. You complete me. I made you and for that I am so proud. I would like you to know that I would run in front of a speeding train if it meant saving you. I would like you to know that if anyone tried to hurt you, I would do anything in my power to stop them. I would like you to know that my love for you is unconditional – no matter what you do, I will always be here for you. Always.
2. I’m moody and grumpy and a pain in the arse. I know I’m a grump. I annoy myself a lot of the time. I have next-to-no patience. Because of this, I shout at you and snap at you when you’re being…shall we say…difficult. Whatever you do though, never take it personally. I need to find it within myself to stay calm and not shout as much as I do. I can’t help it. I’ve punched walls because of your dad before because I get so frustrated and stressed out at things. Please don’t take it personally. You’re perfect. Even mid-tantrum.
3. I’m fun and daft. I pride myself on being a bit of a numpty. I love having fun and playing silly buggers with you. On many an occasion, you can find us dancing around the living room like utter pillocks and tickling you until you can’t take any more. I am always the one who takes you to the soft play centres on my own so that we can run around and not feel as though I’m missing conversation with friends. You are all I need. I hope that I never grow up. I hope that when you’re bigger, you can see me for who I am and enjoy having me as your mum.
4. I swear. A lot. You will undoubtedly hear my potty mouth on many an occasion over the coming years. I have tried to stifle it. I have tried so hard, so that you don’t repeat words that you don’t know the meaning of. Luckily, you’ve only said “cock” and that’s because you were trying to say “cock-a-doodle-do” but stopped before the end of the word. Maybe it was the amount of syllables that flummoxed you. I hope you will understand that mummy uses naughty words but it doesn’t mean you need to. I hope you understand that mummy does try to say other words instead when she’s annoyed, but can’t always do this successfully.
5. I can be completely trusted. When you get bigger, I want you to be able to tell me everything. If you are hurt, or upset, or sad, or angry, or overjoyed – I want you to tell me why. You can always talk to me. I will always give you my honest opinion. I will always try to understand what is going on. I will always help you. I don’t want you to hide things from me when you’re older. I want you to be as honest as I am with you and everything will be groovy.
This post is for the Friday Club Carnival over at Notes from Home.