Boy, I am sorry- this month I am 10 days behind in writing your letter. It has been a busy month but generally this boils down to procrastination.
What fun we have had this month!!! You are now speaking in sentence form and I have had to say things that I never expected would come out of my mouth...
For instance- you say "what are you doing," "good morning," "Mamma, can i havesum please," and when you knock on the bathroom door, you say "knock knock." There are also multiple incarnations of Old MacDonald that you like to sing- your most favorite thing to do is sing E-I-E-I-O at the very top of your lungs. And your favorite animal to suggest is a fish. What does a fish do in the Old MacDonald song? I don't know- Splish Splash? That's what we say they do.
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| From Mina 17 Months |
Fun things I have gotten to say in recent weeks? "No Mina, we do not rub soup into our pants." And your Daddy's favorite (spoken in desperation, and with not enough blood getting to my brain) "Damon, stop her, she is forking Pan in the ass!" Not a pretty sentence. But you were brutally stabbing one of the cat's backsides with your fork. It was very rude and had to be stopped.
This month we announced that there is going to be a new Bradshaw in our family, shortly after your second birthday. I wanted to take some time to explain to you why we have chosen to have another child.
Your father and I both have siblings, and though things are not perfect all the time, we cannot imagine life without them. We feel that giving you a sibling is the best gift we could possibly give. Someone to share the memories of childhood with. Someone to share your background, and many of the amazing traits you embody. I hope that a sibling is someone you will come to love and enjoy as much as I love and enjoy my brothers now and your father loves and enjoys his sister.
I have honestly struggled with the idea of raising two children. I worry about being a good mother to you while I am struggling with morning sickness and exhaustion. I wonder if I will have enough love in my heart to share with two children. I ponder whether a small, frugal family can survive and provide a good upbringing for two children.
But, my love- I know we can do it. I know I can do it. You have added so much depth, richness, love, and joy into my life that I can only imagine those things increasing with another child. I don't expect life to be full of wine and roses- but I know that the life your father and I have chosen is a happy one, and we will continue in our pursuit of that which is good and right. For our family, this is right. And I am thankful that you have chosen to come and be our first born child.
You are an amazing first born child. Many times, my mother has commented that I was not nearly as easy-going as you are. For that, I thank you. Of course, you are also a bit bull-headed- this you inherited from your father and from me, and for that I thank you as well. Perhaps some parents don't see a strong will as a gift, but I most certainly do. It might not mean we have an easy time getting through some developmental stages- but it does mean that you will always have a firm grasp on where you are in life, and what you want. Do you know how many adults spend their lives pandering back and forth, waffling about who they are and what they believe. Not you my dear. You are strong and spirited. A force to be reckoned with, and hugged as much as possible.
So where does this leave us? Well, right now, I am struggling with morning sickness and fatigue- but we still get out to play, and we read lots of books, and we watch some educational tv (and also some non-educational tv). Our family diet has devolved into that which your father can cook... Chicken nuggets, tater tots, salad, and cheap frozen pizza. I promise to get back to healthier things when I am not so sick.
I did manage to pull myself together long enough to get our little family to visit Grandma's house. While there, we trekked to a pumpkin patch and corn maze in South Missouri. You had so much fun. There were corn stalks, kitties, and you VERY FAVORITE THING? Rocks. You collect rocks wherever you go. You would be carrying 3 or 4 in your hands, perhaps one lodged under your chin- then see another one and try to grab it- often losing them all and starting over. But you never get frustrated. You seem excited with the possibility of starting again. You picked out a baby pumpkin and while out in the very large pumpkin patch, you helped your daddy decide which ones to bring home... And you found more rocks.
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| From Mina 17 Months |
Back at Grandma's farm, you had your first horse ride. And you got tackled by dogs- You ate enough mashed potatoes and gravy that it actually came back up. Unintentionally of course. But that part was pretty gross. You really enjoy the farm, and I can see you spending some of your summers there. What a treat that will be for you!
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| From Mina 17 Months |
I think that's enough rambling for one month... It has been a big one and you have been a bright beam of sunshine through it all!
Love you bunches!!!
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| From Mina 17 Months |
~Mamma
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