I know you’re 19 now and know everything. You have known everything since you were 3. Even back then you were strong-willed, stubborn and independent, but always so clever. At 17 years old I had no clue how to raise a child especially on my own. Gosh, at almost 40 I still have no clue, but I wanted you and you were born perfect. Your little chubby cheeks and one-dimpled smile. I had this beautiful daughter and I was going to try my best. You raised me possibly more than I raised you. I know I drive you crazy, calling and texting you and inquiring where you are all the time. You may be considered an adult in society but you are still my baby. I worry I can’t imagine my world without you. I am proud of the young woman you are have become. You are bright and resilient. I trust you I don’t trust others, especially on the road. You are my first daughter you are the one person that pushed me to get up and show myself I could. I could do anything I put my mind to because I had to for you, I had to do it for us.
When you are a mom you will understand why I call you off the hook, why I tell you “no” to things I probably could do easily. Why you don’t have the best of everything but you have always had what you need, why I try to enforce you being responsible for your chores and keeping tidy, why I still give you a hug and kiss your head even as you roll your eyes, why I don’t always jump in and fix all your issues and why every time you go out I tell you can call me anytime no questions asked and I’ll be there. When your kids start to give you a hard time for every annoying momma thing you do, remember this note and remember there are many methods, articles, and books on ideal parenting but you would have to combine 1000 together and you would still have an imperfect parent. I love you with all my heart and more. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, so take it easy on me, I am just a mom trying my best and you’re forever my oldest princess.