I am your parent you are my child
I am your quiet place, you are my wild
I am your calm face, you are my giggle
I am your wait, you are my wiggle
I am your audience, you are my clown
I am your London Bridge, you are my falling down
I am your Carrot Sticks, you are my licorice
I am your dandelion, you are my first wish
I am your water wings, you are my deep
I am your open arms, you are my running leap
I am your way home, you are my new path
I am your dry towel, you are my wet bath
I am your dinner, you are my chocolate cake
I am your bedtime, you are my wide awake
I am your finish line, you are my race
I am your praying hands, you are my saving grace
I am your favorite book, you are my new lines
I am your nightlight, you are my sunshine
I am your lullaby, you are my peek-a-boo
I am your kiss goodnight, you are my I love you.
-- "you are my wild" by maryann cusimano
Dear Stephen and Cohen, if it weren't for you, tomorrow wouldn't have a whole lot of meaning for me. My first mother's day I had one baby and was only just over a year married, and by my second mother's day, I had two babies.
Now I'm on my fourth Mother's Day, and the best way to sum it up is that I don't even have pictures of myself on that day from the past two years. The second year, I had just had a baby and didn't want anybody to take a picture of me. The third year, who knows?
If you are old and looking at these pictures, then you will probably see that I don't look very pretty or dressed up or fancy in most (any?) of them. Most of them were taken on a day when we were just at home together, playing, and one of you stayed in my lap long enough for me to try to take a picture. I wouldn't normally want to show anybody these pictures. But I want YOU to see them, because I want you to know that I am always here, even on the ordinary days.
Lately you both think it's funny when I tell you that I love you, and you say, "No!" or "I don't love you!" I hope you never forget what I always say after you say that, even though most of the time you're just being silly. Well, even if you don't love me, I will always love you.
'Cause that's true. And that's the one true thing you can always count on, my sweet boys. Even when I look like I'm about to lose my hair, and even sometimes if I start crying in the middle of the day and you don't know why, and even when we're away from each other and I can't take care of you. I will always, always love you, more than you could ever know. I couldn't celebrate this day without you, because you made me a mother, but you are still teaching me how to be a mother.
I wouldn't want to walk through tomorrow without either of you, no matter how tired I sometimes feel. You make me laugh long after you have gone to bed, and your hugs are the best remedy for a sad day. I love you, Stephen. I love you, Cohen.