No matter how our family grows, no matter who God adds....
this sweet little girl, with her sparkling curls of gold...
will always be my firstborn.
The first to ever speak the name Mommy in reference to this forever changed heart. The first to show me what it means to be all the many things that Mommy means. The first to teach me the ropes of being the one to fill so many of one person's needs.
And she is a special girl indeed. God picked just the right girl for the job. He picked the perfect little one to train me up in the way of motherhood. The perfect big sister to lead this family's young brood from the sibling side. She was made perfectly for her place in the birth order.This little girl who is so much like her mommy, in so many different ways. She even carries my special gift of being a lovely willing photography subject...
Curly, my love, thank you for making me a Mother. Thank you for showing me my calling in life and for being the one that started it all. You have taught me patience, how to listen, and how important it is to loosen up instead of being worried about perfection all the time (as you are a perfectionist yourself). Most of all, you taught me to love in a way that I couldn't possibly understand. Until there was you.
4 comments:
Great post!
Love the silly faces.
Laurel :)
And you my darling, have been all those things... and other things just as precious...to me. Reading this post, I have thought each and everthing you wrote. About you yourself! So now you actually know first hand, how you bless my life.
And Curly is the first born grandchild for all her grandparents so she is firstborn to two generations, and she is fitting the role beautifuly!
Love it! There is nothing like the firstborn :)
She's a beauty!
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