Dear Genevieve,
Before you were born, I couldn’t really imagine actually having you in my arms, even though I dreamed it a thousand times. And then when you were there, it was impossible to imagine you being anything but a sleepy, snuggly newborn. Hard as I tried, I didn’t really know what it would feel like to see you laughing back at my smile until the moment came - or you walking carefully across the room into my open arms until we were living it.
It was a quiet moment but none the less exciting when you decided to finally put one little foot in front of the other and walk across the green carpet in our hotel room, the last week before you turned 15 months old.
Just to make sure it wasn’t a fluke, we kept standing you up and holding something you wanted a few feet in front of you - sure enough you'd shuffle those little feet, sway back and forth trying to find your balance, and off you'd go towards your prize. I don’t think I’ve squealed so loudly since the first time we got you to crawl.
I dreamed these moments. Tried to imagine - but each time I learned that the true experience is much bigger than my heart anticipated.
These days, I daydream of holding your hand one day as we cross the street together. I dream of teaching you to do those bunny ear loops when you tie your shoes. I dream of dancing with you across our floor dressed in my old, fluffy dresses. Sometimes I try to imagine what your little girl voice will sound like.
But those days are still waiting for us. They are precious, joyful acts of living that you and I have not yet reached. and so they float unanchored in my mama heart until those tangible moments one day finds us both.
A page has turned in our story, a new chapter begins: Genevieve goes upright.
Mom
2 comments:
This is so sweet. She is so beautiful, it is fun watching her grow through pictures. :) We are so very happy for you.
How exciting to have a toddler! Let the messes that come with more mobility begin.
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