My Mica,
In just a few short days, you will be closing the kindergarten chapter of your story and heading into first grade, can you believe that?
It really does feel like just last week that you and I rocked in the quiet darkness of your room fumbling through nursing, sleep schedules and getting to know each other. I can still smell the newness of your soft little head and feel the weight of your beautiful tiny body in my arms. It must have been just the other day that I watched you take your first wobbly steps towards my outstretched arms as we both giggled with excitement.
In just a few short days, you will be closing the kindergarten chapter of your story and heading into first grade, can you believe that?
It really does feel like just last week that you and I rocked in the quiet darkness of your room fumbling through nursing, sleep schedules and getting to know each other. I can still smell the newness of your soft little head and feel the weight of your beautiful tiny body in my arms. It must have been just the other day that I watched you take your first wobbly steps towards my outstretched arms as we both giggled with excitement.
I fell asleep for just a moment and suddenly you are no longer a baby.
You strolled into Kindergarten liked you owned the joint. No fear, not a tear, just pure excitement. I watched you walk in your classroom and had no idea how fast you would jump in with both feet. I shouldn’t have been surprised; you have always adapted to every life change with a fascinating ease.
I’ve watched you learn a whole new language. That’s huge! You can speak a whole new language! You’ve mastered the alphabet in not one but two languages. You have gone from snuggling beside me listening to bedtime stories to reading me the stories, my pride growing as you sound out each word. You have learned about shapes and numbers, you learned how to use a computer and how to put on your socks. The notes I find in your backpack remind me that you can write now, moments ago you were a tiny baby and now you can write.
You strolled into Kindergarten liked you owned the joint. No fear, not a tear, just pure excitement. I watched you walk in your classroom and had no idea how fast you would jump in with both feet. I shouldn’t have been surprised; you have always adapted to every life change with a fascinating ease.
I’ve watched you learn a whole new language. That’s huge! You can speak a whole new language! You’ve mastered the alphabet in not one but two languages. You have gone from snuggling beside me listening to bedtime stories to reading me the stories, my pride growing as you sound out each word. You have learned about shapes and numbers, you learned how to use a computer and how to put on your socks. The notes I find in your backpack remind me that you can write now, moments ago you were a tiny baby and now you can write.
I have watched from a distance as you make friends, some of them I hope will be a part of your life for a long time. It’s a little strange to watch you whisper your secrets and cartwheel through your childhood with someone that’s not me. Still, I love nothing more than to hear you giggle with your friends and I am at ease knowing that making friends comes so easily to you. Navigating the tricky world of female friendships is not always simple and you will hit some bumps in the road, but I hope you are always a loyal, kind, and supportive friend and search out those who will be the same to you.
From the moment you came into my world, you both impressed me and frustrated me and kindergarten was no exception.
I’ve watched you stomp, with heavy foot, into independence without so much as a glance back at me and as much as I fear it, I also admire it.
Don’t change! Never change!
Your passion, your fearlessness, your ability to adapt to any situation astounds me, please don’t ever change.
I marvel at your innate sense of self and I hope you don’t ever give that up for anyone. Don’t let anyone else dictate how you should dress, what you should be feeling or which direction to turn, not even me. There may be times in your life that I don’t agree with your choices but you should always follow your own path. I will forever be proud of you for following your dreams, even when your dreams for yourself are different from what I had envisioned for you.
You sparkle my beautiful little girl and throughout your life you will encounter people who will try and dull that sparkle. Don’t allow it and don’t ever try to dull someone else’s shine. Dimming someone else’s light won’t ever brighten yours.
You are enough just as you are.
This is just the beginning of your adventure my precious one and there is a whole wide world waiting for you. As you head into first grade know that I am so very proud of you. I am so proud of the smart, kind, courageous and adventurous little girl you are. Throughout these year of kindergarten you have shown me, without a doubt, that you are capable of accomplishing whatever you put your mind to and I can’t wait to see where that takes you.
Love you tons and even much more than that,
Mommy
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