Recently you took your first step in becoming independent… you learned to walk. I still make you hold my hand so you don’t run away but you don’t really need my help. I realize this is the first of many milestones you will meet but to me it is the happiest and saddest I think I will ever experience.
When you walk there’s no denying it. You aren’t a baby anymore… you are a little person. It feels so amazing when you run into my arms for a kiss and hug, but I know some day we may argue and you will use those same legs to run away. I hope in those moments you always remember that I love you no matter what!
Right now you are so happy when you walk. I think you must know what a big deal it is. I hope you are always able to get excited about the small joys in life… even when you a super cool teenager.
When you fall you get upset for less than a second and then bounce right up and start walking again. I hope you meet all of your future challenges with the same kind of determination and enthusiasm.
Sometimes you look back and smile at me when you walk a long distance. Amelia, please remember the little people like Mom and Dad when you are older and off chasing your dreams.
Know that I will always be there for you when you fall flat on your face.
No matter how much you grow up you will always be a tiny baby with a tiny hand that fits perfectly in mine. So forgive me if I continue to mother you even when you are off at college.
Oh and don’t forget to look both ways, 3 times, and say a prayer before you cross the street. You live in Manhattan and one of the few things that never change are crazy New York cab drivers.
I love you!