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My Child



How you have grown so quickly. How you have turned from this baby into a talking, sassy mischievous being. You are smart, funny and your personality reflects a little of everyone in our DNA. You are incredibly beautiful. My big brown eyed child. One I pictured for years. One I couldn't wait to meet. How you have made my heart bigger in so many ways. How you goof around, make me smile, hug and kiss me when mama really needs it most. How blessed I am to have a little girl so bright and perfect in my eyes. Even with tantrums I still go to bed just full of joy that you are a light in my life. How I could of put having you for 5 more years? You came at the perfect time and I love how you embrace life with a kindred heart. I hope we teach you how to be kind, loving, respectful. I hope you never stop learning, reach for the stars my love because you can be and do anything you want. I will be your cheerleader, I will be your beating bag. I know in the future when you are hormonal and crazy you won't want me around. But I will always be their when you least expect it. I will always talk to you with and open heart. I will never judge you. I will always keep you safe, warm, fed and happy the best I can. I pray you always make the right choices in life and know that no matter the situation you are in. I hope that we teach you to be strong, independent and one who will fight for what they want. You are the little love of my life. You made mother hood incredible thus far and although I never want you to get older I will enjoy every possible moment. I will try my best to keep memories for you so when you need to know the kind of child hood you once had I will have them as reminder to always reflect on where you came from. 
Love your mama

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