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Dearest First Born

Dear First Born


I thank you 


For being patient with me as I learn how to nurture both you and your baby brother at once 


For showing kindness and grace when I have to abandon our book reading half way through because your baby brother needs me to fulfill an urgent need 


For helping me with small tasks like throwing rubbish in the bin. These go a long way in making my hectic day a little bit more bearable 


For eating the same kind of food again this week because I didn’t have the time to look up a new recipe 


For asking me if I’m okay in the midst of a chaotic day, as I try to console your distressed baby brother while hurriedly scooping lunch into your plate 


For feeding, cleaning and dressing yourself independently when you’d rather have me help you. You cannot imagine how much I appreciate this. 


For diligently keeping yourself occupied with a book or game whilst I put your baby brother down for a nap


For asking me to dance with you in the middle of the day and encouraging me to “do this” (swing my arms etc)


For quickly understanding that your baby brother needs me a lot more at the moment and accepting this without much fuss 


For forgiving me when I shout and yell, in moments where I should have displayed more patience 


For your unending enthusiasm and curiosity which never fails to add sparkle to an otherwise monotonous day 


For the immense affection you have for your baby brother and for entertaining him when quickly I nip to the loo


For asking me to try again when I attempt to do something and miserably fail


For saying sorry after a meltdown got the better of you and when the big emotions get in the way 


Finally, thank you for choosing me to be your mother. It truly is an honour and privilege.


Love 

Mummy 


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