Month 20 – Letter to Piper

Dear Piper –

You are 20 months old now and just tonight I was watching you wiggle and thinking how tall you looked. We are just four short months away from your second birthday.

I am in complete denial that our time together has been moving along so quickly. Although some of our days seem so very long, the years are slipping by so very fast. I enjoy being a working Mommy. It’s the hardest most challenging thing I have ever done and it breaks my heart that in our society, we spend the least amount of time with those we love most.

We try so hard to keep you on a regular schedule and bedtime routine, but nights like tonight make me want to let you stay up until we go to bed. I love watching you and listening to you play and talk. You never seem to be at a loss for words, even if I don’t always know what you are trying to say.

We entered into this parenthood thing with some thoughts as to how we would run things… and let me tell you, nothing is as we would have ever planned or imagined it. It turns out the toddler in the house really does rule the roost.

And so this brings me to our favourite topic, co-sleeping. I think the reason we are still doing it is because my desire to be near you far outweighs my desire to claim back my bed. Even though Daddy won’t really admit it, I know he feels the same way. The coziness, comfort and love that I feel when I wake through the night and see you snuggled right up to your Daddy make up three million fold for those rough, tossing and turning nights when we are begging for sweet relief.

I can’t imagine my life any other way. Changing dirty diapers, praying you don’t get your jam filled hands on my work suit in the morning, getting into my office only to realize that I have muddy footprints on my pants where you shoes rested as I carried you to daycare. I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Mommy knows just how lucky she is and just how very blessed her life has turned out to be. I don’t want a day to go by that you won’t know just how very much you are loved. Just how very rich you make me. I feel like the wealthiest person in the world even on the days I don’t have two pennies in my purse. I just need to look at you.

Happy 20th month, Piperoni.

Mommy loves you, Sweetest Pea.

Love Mommy.