Oh My Heart... It Just Exploded

Having a fur baby is a lot like having a real baby. She just has fur. I love every moment I get to spend with her learning about and from her, and I love watching her personality develop over time. Having Vivien has made me think a lot about when I am really a mom. I cannot wait to possibly have a baby who looks like me, but I also cannot wait to possibly have one that looks like my husband. Either way it is going to be an adventure. Last night, I made a few promises to my future kids. Here it goes.

I promise: 

To not name you something ridiculous.

To read to you and tell you stories.

To sing to you and dance with you.

To cherish every moment I have with you even if you're driving me crazy because those moments won't last forever.

To show you how to fly.

To teach you to love life and love each other.

To help you build your testimony.

To always make you smile.

To buy you cute clothes. 

To laugh with you.

To memorize everything about you and love you more than I can express.

To take fun pictures.

To let your daddy show you how much he loves you.

To let you know that although I am not perfect (as you will one day learn), I'm doing the best I can.

To teach you that you are a child of God.

To let you go on adventures.

To let you have a puppy. Because that's important.

To let you make messes.

To show you how special you are.

To let you dress up but teach you that even superheros and princesses do their chores.

And finally, to tell you that you are my happily ever after over and over again.