Letter to Josefin
Dear Josefin,
I should say “ Dear Jojo”, that’s how we call you.
Today at the indoor playground the lady asked you “Whats your name?” First time you answer that question. And Jojo was your reply.
On the occasion of your 2nd birthday this month, I was reading one of our blog post dated September 1st, one day before your arrival: Love for two.
It got me to the core, as I was going through it. Closer to my due date, I kept wondering “ how can I love this child as much as our first one! Luella has changed our life in amazing ways, to me, she is the meaning of love – and life. I know I will dearly love my new baby, there is no question about it, but the concept of loving again and as much has not settled in yet. “ Well your pappa and I, we sure love you and the wondering did not last. In a blink when the nurse put you on my chest for the first time… I knew.
Then going through another blog post from February 2015, “5 months - a great journey” which was based on an article I wrote for Time Out Kids about being a mum second time around. " Five years since my last pregnancy, I am rediscovering the joy and surprises of motherhood. Being a new mama is a bit like being on a roller coaster. I easily hit some highs and a few lows everyday. I had forgotten about the constant mix of emotions from exhilarating pleasure to nail-biting frustration. But in the lowest moments you can always find sweet coos and little goodness to cheer you up.” I liked this feature, it was about the clichés and struggles of motherhood which were my reality.
The thing is, I truly love being a mama. It’s not easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and we have to get up every day and do it all over again. I take it as privilege. Parenting the second time around is different, I take things more lightly and I became less of a dictator with the schedule and the healthy food. I also seem to hang on to all the sweet moments, because I know how fast it all fly by.
I enjoy you so much, well most time. You are a handful, busy and always on the go. Coming into the terrible twos, you are a roller coaster of emotions from happy to devastated in a blink. You got some issues sharing your stuff, we are working on that and your loud “voice”. You like to let people know how you feel loudly. What I like the most, are your facial and corporal expressions, you communicate a lot that way. You are something special of a character. To me anyway!
I am so grateful to have you and your sister. My heart is full and I feel content with you both. I feel complete.
I should say “ Dear Jojo”, that’s how we call you.
Today at the indoor playground the lady asked you “Whats your name?” First time you answer that question. And Jojo was your reply.
On the occasion of your 2nd birthday this month, I was reading one of our blog post dated September 1st, one day before your arrival: Love for two.
It got me to the core, as I was going through it. Closer to my due date, I kept wondering “ how can I love this child as much as our first one! Luella has changed our life in amazing ways, to me, she is the meaning of love – and life. I know I will dearly love my new baby, there is no question about it, but the concept of loving again and as much has not settled in yet. “ Well your pappa and I, we sure love you and the wondering did not last. In a blink when the nurse put you on my chest for the first time… I knew.
Then going through another blog post from February 2015, “5 months - a great journey” which was based on an article I wrote for Time Out Kids about being a mum second time around. " Five years since my last pregnancy, I am rediscovering the joy and surprises of motherhood. Being a new mama is a bit like being on a roller coaster. I easily hit some highs and a few lows everyday. I had forgotten about the constant mix of emotions from exhilarating pleasure to nail-biting frustration. But in the lowest moments you can always find sweet coos and little goodness to cheer you up.” I liked this feature, it was about the clichés and struggles of motherhood which were my reality.
The thing is, I truly love being a mama. It’s not easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and we have to get up every day and do it all over again. I take it as privilege. Parenting the second time around is different, I take things more lightly and I became less of a dictator with the schedule and the healthy food. I also seem to hang on to all the sweet moments, because I know how fast it all fly by.
I enjoy you so much, well most time. You are a handful, busy and always on the go. Coming into the terrible twos, you are a roller coaster of emotions from happy to devastated in a blink. You got some issues sharing your stuff, we are working on that and your loud “voice”. You like to let people know how you feel loudly. What I like the most, are your facial and corporal expressions, you communicate a lot that way. You are something special of a character. To me anyway!
I am so grateful to have you and your sister. My heart is full and I feel content with you both. I feel complete.
Happy birthday chérie.
Je t’aime, maman.