Little Biscuit Monster,
Happy birthday my special little one. I am so blessed and thankful that God has chosen me to be your mother. This day is always bittersweet for me. Each year as I celebrate you entering this world, I realize that I wasn't there to protect you. The realist in me knows that I had no control over the circumstances of your entering this world. The optimist in me understands that without those circumstances you would never be mine. The mommy in me will forever wish that I could have protected you. Oh Biscuit, how I wish I could have been able to wrap my love around you and shield you from all things harmful as you were growing and developing in your little womb.
Though I wasn't there then, I am here now. I will be here forever. I promise you that as your Mommy, I will do everything in my power to help you become the best you that you can be.
I will try to do what is best for you. I will be your biggest cheerleader and president of your fan club. However, there will be times, as much as it will hurt me, I will have to let you fall. Sometimes, I will pick you up and sometimes, I will have to watch you struggle to pick yourself up. I will do it because I have to. Because sometimes, struggles make you stronger and make you the person that you will eventually become.
I can't promise you that you will be given everything that you have ever wanted. But, I can promise you that you will have everything that you need. I want you to appreciate the things that you do have. I want you to understand that although MY world revolves around you; Everyone else's may not. I want you to become selfless-NOT selfish and appreciative for everything.
I want you to respect others and most of all LOVE. Love others, but most of all love yourself. If you don't have a healthy love for yourself, you can't love anyone else. I will show you love every single day. Even the days that you are making me crazy.
Sweet heart, I have loved you before I even knew you. Even when there was just hope of you I loved you. I will love you until the day that I leave this earth. You were wanted, prayed for and fought for. You are the answer to three years of prayer. Don't ever forget that. You are a special little person. God has a certain purpose for you and I can't wait to see what amazing things that life has in store for you. Thank you for being "Mama's baby!" I love you, sweet little Biscuit Monster!!