Saturday, May 18, 2013
my tiny little friend
my tiny little friend. i've been thinking about you a lot lately. how blessed i am to have you. how smart and cute you are. i hope you know your dad and i love you so dearly. you've been learning how to walk. slowly building your courage up day by day. you've been talking! you can now start to express what you've already had whirling around in your head all these months. we know that we are lucky to have you. you can dance! you are your father's daughter. you have rhythm and enjoy music. we took you to a play group the other day. you were very shy. you also got that from your dad. all the little kids were running around and you would watch every little thing they would do. then slowly you crawled out and began to play. always being sure i was close behind. it melted my heart to see you out there. crawling around with the bigger kids. i realized how fast time goes. before i know it, you will be running, and jumping, and skipping. i hope you know i love every day i get to spend with you.
i know that there is no greater of a call in this life, than the one to be a mother. i know the responsibility is a great one. i will try each and every day to give you the safe and supportive environment you need to blossom. i hope you can feel a loving and calm spirit within the walls of our home. i hope that you can feel the love your father and i have for you, and for each other. when ever your dad and i kiss, you laugh, and smile, and clap. i'm sure that will one day change into squeals of embarrassment, but, we hope you know that we will always be there for you.
i've been thinking about this article a lot lately. one day you will have a family of your own. i hope you will one day read it and know that this is what i strive to do for you each and every day:
Mothers can have a powerful influence for good on their children.
One of the greatest needs in the world today is intelligent, conscientious motherhood. …
Motherhood is the greatest potential influence either for good or ill in human life. The mother’s image is the first that stamps itself on the unwritten page of the young child’s mind. It is her caress that first awakens a sense of security; her kiss the first realization of affection; her sympathy and tenderness the first assurance that there is love in the world.13
The noblest calling in the world is motherhood. True motherhood is the most beautiful of all arts, the greatest of all professions. She who can paint a masterpiece, or who can write a book that will influence millions, deserves the admiration and plaudits of mankind; but she who rears successfully a family of healthy, beautiful sons and daughters, whose immortal souls will exert an influence throughout the ages long after paintings shall have faded, and books and statues shall have decayed or have been destroyed, deserves the highest honor that man can give, and the choicest blessings of God.14
Mothers sow the seeds in childhood that determine to a great extent life’s harvests in adulthood. A mother who instills into the souls of her children respect for one another and love for motherhood and fatherhood, renders a great service to the Church and to humanity in general. Children from such homes go out into the world as good citizens—citizens who will render the service which their parents have rendered, to fight the battles which their fathers and mothers have fought. …
Motherhood is the one thing in all the world which most truly exemplifies the God-given virtues of creating and sacrificing. Though it carries the woman close to the brink of death, motherhood also leads her into the very realm of the fountains of life, and makes her co-partner with the Creator in bestowing upon eternal spirits mortal life.
All through the years of babyhood, childhood, and youth, yes, even after her girls themselves become mothers and her sons become fathers, the mother tenderly, lovingly sacrifices for them her time, her comfort, her pleasures, her needed rest and recreation, and, if necessary, health and life itself. No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother’s love. …
… Among my most precious soul-treasures is the memory of Mother’s prayers by the bedside, of her affectionate touch as she tucked the bed clothes around my brother and me and gave each a loving, goodnight kiss. We were too young and roguish then to appreciate fully such devotion, but not too young to know that Mother loved us.
It was this realization of Mother’s love, with a loyalty to the precepts of an exemplary father, which more than once during fiery youth turned my steps from the precipice of temptation.15
No nobler work in this world can be performed by any mother than to rear and love the children with whom God has blessed her. That is her duty.16
sweet olive girl. i take being your mother very seriously. because that is what you deserve. i'm here for you my little one. your father has a love for you that could literally controls the powers of space and could fill the earth with the greatest brightness. you are the happiest part of our day. you are the greatest part of our life. you are the every thing that makes us who we are. i hope you know you are cherished and loved!
from your parents. sweet girl.
.mom and dad.