Anyway, recently I FINALLY got down to business working on a book for Little Miss, and I had SO much fun writing to her I thought I'd share. As incredibly off-topic as it may be. ;)
(ON topic, I did yogilates today and have soccer tonight where I'm expecting based on last week's reports we will be short players and I will be on the field for the ENTIRE hour and a half. Oy.)
Hiya, my darling girl!! Oh I LOVE you. I can't tell you how excited I am to be working on this book for you. But maybe I'm a little bit ahead of myself – let me back up for a minute.
I am your MOM (you poor thing!) BUT you're still alive at 21 months so I figure I can't be as horrid a mother as I feel some days – lucky you! I don't want to steal the spotlight here (though your Uncle Jon would argue with that) BUT I just wanted to make sure you know who you're talking to. Or reading from. Or...well, whatever.
AND before you get TOO into your book I wanted to put a little bit of a disclaimer at the very beginning – I did not mean to become a scrapbooker – HA! Crazy, eh? Before you were around I had a vague sort of inclination to do a little bit of what I liked to call 'photo-journalling' – those books could be around somewhere. ANYway, I'd take a few pictures, paste them into a book, and write about the pictures.
THEN when you showed up, I though, hey now. She's special. I want to do something a little bit more special. But I did NOT want to scrapbook – it takes FOREVER and is such a waste of TIME and MONEY. So I bought some cheap stuff at the store and slapped together a few pages about your first few moments in life and thought I was pretty cool. I mean, I'm making a book of memories for my kiddo who won't remember this stuff for herself, right??
THEN through all whatever I ended up becoming a scrapbooking consultant. Now, when I tell you I have to go to work I'm going out to teach people how to scrapbook and sell them stuff to make beautiful books for their kiddos. Crazy, eh?? I NEVER thought I was this much of a girlie-nerd, but there ya' go.
SO....SOME of this book for you, is going to ROCK – knock your socks off. And then SOME.....not so pretty. Like, the page opposite this – 'you are my sunshine' – I LOVE LOVE those photos. I don't know what I was thinking when I put them there like THAT, but there you go.
THAT is the disclaimer.
NOW, let me tell you about YOU! I LOVE you. You are hilarious. You are wonderful. You are BEAUTIFUL. Daddy and I should have called some sort of media agent the moment you were born – we would have made OODLES of money letting people take your pictures for baby-food labels, or you could be a Baby Gap model..... Seriously, people tell us all the time you're WAY cuter than the Gerber Baby. So, kudos to you! We like to think it's because you have good genes....
You were born ON YOUR DUE DATE of all days, on September 7th, 2007. Now, I HAVE to tell you, I was REALLY hoping you would be born in August because MY birthday is in September, too, and I knew if yours was mine would be oh-so-NOT a big deal ever again. But, alas, you came, and took over. It started on September 6th when I went into labour (by the way, you TOTALLY owe me for that – not pretty! We had a doula who did up a labour-book all about your birth, which is WAY too cool, and kinda' gross....) and then you arrived at 5:56am on the 7th.
And you were here, and perfect, and TINY! Your head was so perfectly round which at the time I didn't realize was weird, but I guess getting squeezed through such a tiny space often makes baby's heads kinda'...well, cone-shaped. But you were perfect. Round head, DARLING button nose. The Red* scowl, right from the beginning – only us true-Red*s can do that scowl. Mimi tries to mimic us but it'll never happen. It's quite the scary look you've inherited from your Papa.
Mimi and Daddy were in the delivery room because I wanted all the back-up I could get! Going from pregnant to a mommy is a SCARY thing and I didn't know if I could do it! But after I met you, we found our groove.
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