Thursday, December 11, 2008

A letter to Maura...

Dear Maura Bryn,

I want to let you know that I know it is not always easy being the oldest girl. Especially when you have four little ones younger than you and you are just 4 yourself. Sometimes Mommy forgets that really, you are just a baby too. Sometimes I feel so sorry that you were forced to grow up so fast. Please know that I know you did not really get to be a baby for too long. Please know that I try to remind myself all the time, that it is not your responsibility, nor will it ever be, to raise or watch or control your sisters.

You are such a good big sister and such a good daughter that sometimes I expect too much from you. I understand that it must be frustrating to have a "baby" mess up a puzzle you just spent so much time working on. I realize that sometimes you just want to cuddle, or snuggle, or cry or giggle for no apparent reason. Sometimes you need mommy to help you get dressed or buckle your car seat. You are after all, just a little girl.

I want you to always know that I appreciate your help with the littler ones. Sometimes my signals are mixed. I will tell you to leave your little sister alone. Then I will ask you why you let her do something. Please feel free to remind me that you are just a little girl. A sweet, kind, smart and funny little girl.

I have been so proud of the way you love your newest little sister, Kerri. I love how you run in the bathroom all on your own to wash your hands and come out with them still wet to prove that you did indeed wash them. You ask to hold Kerri. You sit for long periods of time singing to her and telling her stories. If I catch you and you notice, you usually deny that you were singing to her. You are a very sweet big sister. Kerri, Bridget, and Maggie are very lucky to have you. I am very lucky to have you.

I hope the love from your sisters, the hours of playing together, the bond that you form with them will overpower the fact that you will always have the most responsibility in the house. I hope you know that you are perfect for the job. I hope you know I love you more than I can possibly tell you.

Love,
Mom

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