For Fuzzball, On Our First Mother's DayNaomi Odes
As I write this I have been in and out of the bedroom for the last hour and a half trying to soothe you to sleep. I’ll be honest, it hasn’t been easy, partially due to what might be the 7th head cold you’ve had in your 8 short months of life, thus far. It breaks my heart to see you feeling so badly. Hopefully, you’ll sleep at least a little while, and I’ll give you some big snuggles later tonight.
This will be our first Mother’s Day together, and since I am your mother, I have a few things I want to tell you (this starts early, huh)… Some things I tell you every day when I kiss your sweet cheeks: ‘I love you,’ and ‘You light up my life.’
Other things, I can tell you now, and you won’t fully understand until later, so I write them here for you to read when you’re older.
First off, let me apologize for your brother. He loves you, he really does. Even though he is often rough with you, his hugs are legitimate. I love both of you to the moon and back. I can’t wait until you can express your love for each other. I love how you look at him, and those moments when you are both giggling together are etched in my heart forever.
I am a second child, too. We will always share that bond. Being second has lots of pros and cons, but if you ever feel shafted, come talk to me, because I understand.
I love it when people say you look exactly like me.
I love the expressions and sounds you make; I love your smiles and gestures. I’ll be sad when some of them disappear as you leave your babyhood behind, but some of them are you to the core. I will miss you as a baby, we only have a short while left so I’m going to savor every moment. Soon enough you’ll be avoiding my hugs and kisses to play with your friends and do your own thing. Just like my mommy is there for me when I need her, I hope to always be as close as you need me to be.
You will forever be my little Fuzzball. Thanks for making me feel proud to be a Mother every day, not just Mother’s Day.
Mama, Mommy, (Mmm)