Just a Sentimental Fool.
On Tuesday, April 4 2006 at 3:58 in the afternoon, Rhiannon Laci entered my life and turned it upside down!
Her third birthday is today and, being the sentimental fool I am, I couldn't resist going through her baby book--knowing it would make me cry.
In the box I found something I completely forgot I had.
There was a little slip of paper. A fortune cookie fortune.
On the day I brought her home from the hospital, we got Chinese from Chen's. It was right around the corner from our house in Queen Creek so it was quick and convenient for new, just-settling-in mom.
My mom was staying the week with us. My dad would spend the night. I was tired but desperately wanted a shower.
When I came out, the food was all set up for me on my plate. Everyone pampers the new Mommy.
I opened my fortune cookie first. Inside was a fairly generic fortune: "well done is better than well said."
But on the back it had "learn Chinese" and had some characters on it. The word was "Nu-er" the Chinese word for daughter.
For some reason the whole experience, the Chinese fortune, all of it just made me all "schmoopy" and sentimental, and, of course, still a little hormonal and on meds I cried.
I put the fortune with my cards and things and didn't think I still had it.
I knew that little baby was going to change just about everything in my life and I am so glad she is here and mine.
She's so big and so damn smart. Yesterday I sighed and she climbed on my lap and said "Mommy, are you frustrated?" I don't even know where she learned that!
She may be a girly-girl, princess-loving prissy thing--but I wouldn't change that. I want the world for her. I want her to always feel special and loved.
So yes, I am staying up way too late and getting all sentimental but it's a big day for me-her birthday. It's something that is hers but also something we share. It's the day I looked at her for the first time. It's the day I realize "huh. this Mom stuff isn't as scary as I thought."
Nate and I are talking another baby and if he or she is a third as wonderful as Rhiannon, then I am a lucky, lucky Mom.
Her third birthday is today and, being the sentimental fool I am, I couldn't resist going through her baby book--knowing it would make me cry.
In the box I found something I completely forgot I had.
There was a little slip of paper. A fortune cookie fortune.
On the day I brought her home from the hospital, we got Chinese from Chen's. It was right around the corner from our house in Queen Creek so it was quick and convenient for new, just-settling-in mom.
My mom was staying the week with us. My dad would spend the night. I was tired but desperately wanted a shower.
When I came out, the food was all set up for me on my plate. Everyone pampers the new Mommy.
I opened my fortune cookie first. Inside was a fairly generic fortune: "well done is better than well said."
But on the back it had "learn Chinese" and had some characters on it. The word was "Nu-er" the Chinese word for daughter.
For some reason the whole experience, the Chinese fortune, all of it just made me all "schmoopy" and sentimental, and, of course, still a little hormonal and on meds I cried.
I put the fortune with my cards and things and didn't think I still had it.
I knew that little baby was going to change just about everything in my life and I am so glad she is here and mine.
She's so big and so damn smart. Yesterday I sighed and she climbed on my lap and said "Mommy, are you frustrated?" I don't even know where she learned that!
She may be a girly-girl, princess-loving prissy thing--but I wouldn't change that. I want the world for her. I want her to always feel special and loved.
So yes, I am staying up way too late and getting all sentimental but it's a big day for me-her birthday. It's something that is hers but also something we share. It's the day I looked at her for the first time. It's the day I realize "huh. this Mom stuff isn't as scary as I thought."
Nate and I are talking another baby and if he or she is a third as wonderful as Rhiannon, then I am a lucky, lucky Mom.