My beautiful Maya...
Let's talk dear!
I adore every little thing about you.
Your pouty irresistible eyes, your full luscious lips. your porcelain doll-like skin, your round protruding belly, and your great busy spirit.
Let me tell you the chaos that can follow a tiny two year old body in one small day.
I came home from work yesterday to find you had dumped an entire box of cereal all over the kitchen and living room.
It. Was. Everywhere.
I looked, laughed, and attended to the necessities, like dressing messy bodies and combing tangled hair.
We decided to swim early on, in order to keep me on my toes, and you and your siblings happy. We swam...and when we were done, you decided that the swim diaper had to go.
Well, you decide that every diaper must go lately!!!
You took it off, walked around naked, and before I could catch you, you squatted on the kitchen floor and dribbled....well, peed! You quickly escaped my grasp...laughing all the while.
It was then time for your nap...and you decided to climb outta your crib repeatedly...
Instead of battling a fight I was destined to fail, you took your place beside me on the couch! I didn't bother to replace my wet suit with dry clothes, because I replaced your wet suit with dry clothes (and Liddy's...and Connor's....and Aiden's!)...and I just didn't care about mine!!!
You showed me how you're gaining life skills from me...and by life skills, we are talking about using cell phones for taking pictures!
When you walked away, I tried to do a little of this...
Umm...you wouldn't have it.
No sooner did I close my eyes, and I heard your whimper...your cry...and then your scream!
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So I got up...lined you and your sibling in front of me...hugged you, kissed you, and told you of the marvelous children you all are!!!
You were thinking of greater things....escaping the pack, food, toys, drinks...everything but lining up with the pack!
More spills came from your tender hands...
Soda, chips, popcorn, cereal.
At days end you had to give me the big BANG; you dropped my only liquid glass measure cup and it shattered everywhere. I quickly gathered you and your siblings out of the kitchen in my bare feet.
Unfortunately, your tiny toes didn't escape the glass...you were cut, and bleeding, and crying.
I hugged you, stoped the bleeding, and you escaped....again!
This time, you ran to the bathroom, and your diaper came off; I found poop all over your tiny feet and legs. At 6pm, after 30 hours without sleep, all I could do was RUN as fast as I could to clean your tiny body off...and save my floors!
When you were finally in a sweet slumber, I noticed, my dear, that somehow you also placed a large amount of liquid soap in the cats food and water...leaving their bowl full after a long day. They didn't eat, sweet Maya, but they are still alive to dodge your grasp tomorrow! All is well!
I know that one day, you and Lydia will be much more self sufficient, and readily able to control your instinct to devour every object you find! These boys are good examples to you...they love you so much!
But today...
And tomorrow...
And every day, of every week, of every month, this year...and forever,
I will treasure your tired eyes as they cry in your fatigued fragile body.
As you open the door for your big sister to let her guard down, and cry too...
And when you and your sister get hurt, feel sad, or just need some extra time with Mommy, my arms will always be here to love you! Sometimes, Mommy's embrace is the only thing that'll calm a weary heart.
The scratches on your body and heart may scar...
But those scars will teach you.
Use them wisely, and they will help you love deeper than you ever thought you could.
But until you push me away, I will kiss you every night...in attempt to turn those frowns into smiles....
And those tears of sorrow to tears of joy!
You keep me busy, Maya Ruth! I wouldn't have it any other way!
