Hey Mom,
I know it’s been a rough week....
I can tell by the way you look at me. You’re trying to listen to my stories, but your eyes don’t meet mine. I see you force a smile. I love it when you smile. It’s ok that we ate the same boxed macaroni and cheese that we had last night, tonight. It was good Mom. And maybe I had to search through my laundry pile to find some socks for school, but guess what? I found them! (They even passed my sniff test!) You tucked a stray hair behind my ear before I got on the bus for school and said you could see my cute freckles. They’re the same ones you have Mom. I watched you make a sandwhich, clean up a pile of barf, help build a lego car, kiss an owie, and take laundry to the washer, all while holding the sick baby. You raised your voice when he dropped his full cup of milk all over the kitchen floor at dinner, but you still kissed the top of his head while you refilled his cup. And he spilled that one too. I snuck out of my bed tonight and saw you in the living room, on your hands and knees, picking up the toys and all those cheerios he played frisbee with. You caught me, and I told you I was so thirsty I might die, so you let me have a little water. You hugged me close and sent me back to my bed. Then the baby cried and I heard the gentle sound of your soothing voice, the same voice that calms me when I’m hurt or scared. I closed my eyes, and felt safe. I dreamt I could could fly.
I watch you Mom, more than you think. I've decided that you’re kind of, what’s the word you use?... A “Hot mess.” Like when you pick me up in the same pajamas you dropped me off in, or accidentally forget about my homework that was due three days ago. But all of that stuff you worry about, it doesn’t really matter, Mom. I get my eyes and the shape of my lips from you. I get back up when I'm hurt because I watch you do the same. I’m safe because of you. I'm loved because of you. I’m growing up more everyday, even though you tell me not to. And maybe one day, I'll even grow up to be like you. I love you Mom, because you love me.
xo,
Stacie
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