Thursday, November 5, 2009

My Baby Boy

Dear Little Boy,

To me you are an answered prayer.
In so many more ways than you could ever know.
In your short life you have brought nothing but joy to me.
Seeing you in the morning,
Your big smile that has the capacity to ignite a room with flames of love
Makes my life all the more worth living
And sets my soul on fire.

I want to do the best, most perfect, possible job I can with you.
I want to show you only the right things
I want you to be brilliant
Oh, I forgot.
You already are brilliant.

I can't comprehend where a year went.
You are growing so fast it makes me feel like crying.
Soon you would not be my baby boy anymore.
Soon you would be running and talking and I look forward to those days.
To see you laugh when you run free in the park.
To laugh out so loud when I push you high in the swing (you so do love that)

I already miss you for the days when you are grown up and I am no longer your nanny.
My heart would be broken every day from then on.
The one thing I would rest assured is that you would be a noble boy.
Loyal, well behaved.
You would be gentle and kind and humerous.
You will bring only joy and light to all you meet.
Your presence would make everyone's life worth living.
Only great blessings will follow you.
Your life will be full of health and strength and you will do great things.

Happy Birthday my baby boy (Nov 15th you would be 1 year old)
May you be truly be blessed beyond measure.
May your years be filled with love and hope.
May you always have people around you who love you and want the best for you.
May you live many many more countless years.
May your life be fruitful and you accomplish all your little heart sets out to accomplish.
I love you more than you could ever imagine.

Your nanny

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Dear Missy,



Today you went to the beach with mom and dad. I so wanted to come along but didn't want to impose when mom sent you to ask me. You are the cutest little thing ever.

I hope you are having a great time playing in the sand and making sandcastles.

I hope you are being good.

I pray your life never turns out like mine.

I am so alone when I am not working.

I feel like crying all the time.

I miss you and your baby brother so much.

I must be insane.

What kind of person wants to go to work every single day of their life.

A lonely one I guess.

I long for the day I am not alone.

I long for the day I am happy.

I long for the day to have a real family,

With a little girl just like you.

Oh how I would love her.

And love you all over again.

I hope she reminds me of you everyday

And you come over and help me babysit

That would be so funny.

You with your bossy ways.

I long for the day coming.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

yourself

Dear Missy,



Today I am home. Its the weekend and I'm thinking about you and missing you.

I am so mad at myself for not thinking about documenting all our ups and downs before so you could see this when you get older and know all about when you were little.

I think I might be making a mistake raising you.

I use the phrase "You're not listening" far too often, so next week when I return to work it would be erased from my vocabulary.

You are far too brilliant and far too strong minded.

You always wanted you own way ever since you were very very little.

I need to find another way to get you to cooperate willingly.

You are very very smart.

We have been practicing our computer skills via a handy manny game on the disney website and you can finally be left alone.

I was very impressed by your progress, we haven't played that long together but you picked it up quickly.

I think you are the most brilliant three year old ever.

I hope to God that He would lead me to create a good work in you.

That you wouldn't be scarred in any way.

You would always feel safe to say anything and never feel afraid that I might be angry with you.

I know you try to "listen"

Perhaps I wasn't too explicit in defining listening so you have the wrong idea.

You poor thing, you always say "I want to listen" when you feel I am loosing my patience.

I am sorry my darling.

I will try to be more patient.

I so want you to be the best you can be.

And I know you can be phenomonal if I could only be more patient.

I will work harder next week and be gentler and more patient.

And you just be yourself.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Your baby and You

Dear Missy,



I know that accepting a new baby brother was a big change for you. I want to tell you that although you were just two at the time he came home, you were years beyond your age and I was so very proud of you.

Now you are three and he is just five months and there is no joy like mine when I watch him watch you.

I hope he would always adore you.

I hope you would always adore him.

His eyes are constantly fixed on you.

You are his hero.

His most favorite person in the world.

Nothing compares to you where he is concerned.

He loves to watch you play, hear you laugh and sing.

You are so so so good with him for such a little girl.

You seem like a little mother.

You are also very protective of him.

God alone knows where you get that from.

Anytime I say something to him, you always intervene to make sure he is OK and not in any trouble.

I wonder what I would do when I am apart from you and him.

I pray that day never comes.

May you and your baby continue to grow close and form bonds that can never be broken.

May you and him grow close to God.

May you always be filled with love and adoration for eachother.

May you both make your loved ones proud beyond measure.



Love your nanny.