Gigi, I love you.
Thank you for making my transition into motherhood so seamless. I waited ten extra days for you, and you were very much worth the wait. You came on your own timing and over a few days, slow and steady, until Papai finally caught you in the hospital room after an exciting half-hour of pushing. I had dreamed about you and about your hair, and there you were: my little Eskimo child.
The first thing I learned about you was that you were strong and trustworthy. As a new mama on day one, I was afraid that I would not be able to protect you and keep you safe and alive, but you quickly taught me that I had no reason to worry. Although you were small, you were resilient. You came with a strong will to thrive.
And then came the real treat: you were easy too! You have been such a happy, friendly girl, and you attract love wherever you go. I feel like I take you everywhere with me, not because I don't trust you to other people's care, but simply because I love being in your presence. You are the best thing I have ever made, and my best offering to the world.
And can I love you even more because I see myself in you? You are fiercely independent, just like your mama, and it makes me hope that one day you will run with all of the ways that independence can serve you, and leave behind all of the ways that independence can hinder you. I am still working on this balance, and I hope you will learn to be better and wiser than me.
And no doubt more beautiful...
...and more silly.
So, thank you for being my first baby, and my happiness this past year. I never tire of hugging you, and planting kisses on your cheeks. In fact, I think I will have to learn how to sit on my hands so as not to overwhelm you with my love.
Gigi, I love you.
xoxo your Mama