To our big boy Nathan:
To my child,
May you never be afraid to fly.
May you always keep the innocence that you hold at this young age.
When you are out on a branch and you feel it shake, have faith that it will steady itself again.
Enjoy your individual beauty and uniqueness; never wish that it would change.
When you fly go in a direction that will take you places to happiness, don't be distracted by those which will not.
You start out so small and fragile, unable to take flight, with time may you be able to fly on your own.
I look at you now knowing how blessed I am, to have the baby, the butterfly, I have.
May you spread your wings and fly without doubt.
I hope that you will give yourself the chance to let your mind wonder, and show you the way.
When you spread your wings and fly, know that I will always be there flying next to you, guiding you in the right direction, giving you the strength to wait out the storm, being the one to steady the branch.
Above all else know that I love you, my baby and my butterfly, and that you always have my open wings to fly back to.
To our little tanner:
It starts when they're first born
Your heart in the palm of their hand
They're so very, very helpless
So you vow to do all that you can
You change them and feed them
You walk them, bounce them and cuddle
And with that first little smile
Your heart melts into a puddle
You cherish their looks and coos
You think you couldn't love them more
Then they lay a little hand on your face
And you know of love's neverending store
You watch them learn to coordinate
With their little tongue, hands and feet
Every day they bring such joy
Your life is now so complete
They learn to laugh out loud
They squeal and they grab and they pinch
You feel so proud when they roll over
And ecstatic if they scoot an inch
In just a few short months
Of singing funny, lullaby songs
There's just no way you can deny
With them is where your heart belongs
To our baby girl:
Ten tiny fingers,
Ten tiny toes,
Two little eyes,
And one little nose.
A beautiful smile
Curly blonde hair
A perfect angel
Just standing there
A blank slate
For me to mold
A little girl
For me to hold
She watches my every move
Sure not to miss a beat
I can't believe I am a mom
It's different, but neat
My hero, my savior
My own little me
The love of my life
It's hard to believe
An unbreakable bond
Between her and I
No limit to love
When it reaches the sky
Family Friend Poems
28 year old Mom of 3 under 6 (2 boys 1 girl), TTC baby #4, Married to my soul mate, Photographer, nail artist, amazon reviewer, fashion addict, Looking to make a postive impact on this world one story at a time. I am looking to inspire people with love and peace