before you were a mom
before you were a mom, you were my little girl.
you were a princess that i dressed in frilly dresses
until you became old enough to object
because you wanted to climb trees and play in the dirt with your brothers.
we would have tea parties and eat pretend food
and you would take care of your baby dolls
the way you take care of munchie today.
well, hopefully, you take better care of munchie
because you did leave tooth prints on the cheek of one baby.
before you were a mom, you were my little ballerina.
you would dress in homemade costumes and
you would twirl and twirl
with your hands over your head
and pretend that your were on stage.
then you took lessons and practiced
and finally you were wearing a real costume
and dancing on a real stage.
i began to see the graceful and poised woman
that you would become.
before you were a mom, you were my little wonder woman.
you would insist on wearing your red, white, and blue costume for days at a time
and declare, "i'm wonder woman" to anyone and everyone
and i guess you knew what you were talking about
because everyone who knows you today would agree
that you really are a wonder woman.
before you were a mom, you were a teenager.
when i hear stories of moms and their teenage daughters
who hate each other, or act like it anyway, i'm amazed
because you were an almost perfect teenage daughter.
i guess that's because you had gotten everything out of your system
before you were a mom, you were a country rock star
who turned me into a stage mom
who made complete strangers listen to your karaoke tapes
and caused me to stalk and accost unsuspecting celebrities
and entertainment execs in the hopes that they would discover
the great talent that i had discovered when you were twelve years old.
i always believed that you would see your dreams come true
and i still do.
before you were a mom, you were a businesswoman.
when you finally embraced my thrift shop obsession,
you used that knowledge to create a lovely boutique.
and i was so proud.
you even trusted me to take care of the money
knowing that i might end up giving a customer
twenty dollars in change for a ten dollar purchase.
before you were a mom, you were my daughter,
and my friend.
i like to think that i've taught you some things about life,
but i also know that you've taught me some things, as well.
i've watched you grow into a beautiful, intelligent, and compassionate woman who can handle adversity and heartache
with strength and courage, far beyond your years.
I’ve admired your independence and your ability to drive in new york
and l.a. traffic.
you've borne witness of your faith in Christ with the way you've
lived your life and the way you've treated
your family, your friends, and everyone you meet,
except for those terrible nashville drivers.
but nobody's perfect.
and now you are a mom yourself
with a precious baby boy.
you will watch him be superman
and pray that he won't break something
when he tries to fly off the top of his dresser.
you’ll cheer him on when he plays baseball,
or football. or basketball. or soccer.
you'll give him cookies and milk when he comes home from school
and help him with his homework.
and believe that he is the smartest kid in the world
and make plans for him to go to harvard.
you'll take him camping and on hikes
and maybe even climb a mountain with him one day.
you'll go for walks on the beach and collect shells
and tell him how much his nana loves the beach, and him.
you’ll sing him the same lullaby that i sang to you,
except you’ll be in tune and he’ll actually go to sleep
instead of crying.
you’ll laugh and cry and and pray and worry about him
even when he’s thirty years old and has a child of his own.
you’ll teach him about God and what it means to have Christ as his Savior,
the most important lesson of all.
and someday you might have another little boy or girl
and start the whole thing over again.
and if you follow in my footsteps, it’ll be again, and again,
and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
or maybe not.
i thank God every day that I am your mom
and someday munchie will thank God that you are his mom.
I love you
happy 1st mother’s day