Letter to my girls

My babies,
I sit here watching Mama Mia right now, crying my eyes out as they sing the song "slipping through my fingers." Sometimes, it is hard for me to imagine that you will be any older than you both are now. Then when I look back to pictures from just a year ago, I realize that you have grown up so much already, and right under my nose. I know that I will say "you grow up so fast," so many times during your childhood that you will both want to roll your eyes and cover your ears with a pillow, but it is a truth that you won't understand until you have children of your own. It is moments like these, when I feel like tomorrow I am going to wake up and it will be your wedding day, that I see how much time I waste with you two, and how I need to hold every moment precious. I want to always sit and drink hot chocolate with you, play candyland and lose on purpose, listen to Morgan sing your songs about puppies, watch Mikayla toddle around the house calling for her shoes, snuggle you both every morning while we watch cartoons,...I want things to be like this always. One day, you won't want to play games with me anymore, and you won't sing in front of me and definitely not about puppies, you'll be looking for your heels on your way out for a date instead of your light up sneakers, you'll want me to drop you off a block or ten away from the movie theater...it makes me so sad to know that it is inevitable, you will grow up. If that has to happen, if you MUST grow up, I want you both to be the most wonderful, confident women who have the most amazing lives. I want you to have dreams, tons of them, and follow each and every one, even if they are crazy and even if they mean you leaving me (for a while.) You don't want to have to look back with regret later on in life, you'll want to look back with pride at how much you've accomplished and how many fun adventures you've had. It will probably be the saddest day of my life when you two leave the house, but it will also be the proudest as it means that I will have done my job and you'll feel ready to take on the world. You two already so amazing and I couldn't be luckier to have you both as my daughters. Just promise me that every once in a while, maybe after your inevitable teenage years of rebellion, that you'll still come snuggle with me, drink a cup of hot chocolate and play a few games of candyland. Oh, and when you do find the man of your dreams and get married, lets have a moment before you do, just us two. I didn't really get that with my mom, my own fault, but it is something I regret as I know it would have meant a lot to both of us. Like I said before, you don't want regrets. You two girls are the best things that have ever happened to me and I love you so incredibly much.

But please, try to stay little, at least for a little while longer?

Love always,
Mommy