Sunday, 8 May 2011

To my unborn child


You are only an idea in my head, a stirring in my heart and yet my image of you is just perfect. For all my insecurities today, my imperfections, my failings and my doubts, I know that I am being readied for the most important role of my life: your mother. 

I want you to know that life is difficult in the present, but looking back on what you’ve lived it is almost always beautiful. The present is always confusing, muddled and full of complexity. You are never old enough to cope with the challenges of your age. I cannot and will not tell you the life you must live, or the choices you must make because they are yours alone to experience. Yet, know that I will always be there, watching from the sidelines and whether you like it or not I will be a part of your life when you are 2 and when you are 40. 

I want to protect you from the hurtful things that people will say to you, from the people who will cheat you and take advantage of you. But it is only through these things that you will only grow up into the strong person that I want you to become. They will try to break you down, but you must rise.

I will be proud of you in the big and little moments of your life. I will be there at every school concert, sports day and will cheer you on till my throat is sore, when you are the last person in the lemon and spoon race. And when you win the first prize, then too I will be proud of you. For me, your success is only one millionth of the joy I will feel in seeing you try, in seeing you express yourself in every way you can imagine.  

I will love you unconditionally and will never stop loving you, even when you hurt me the most. When I am inadequate and do not have answers to life’s questions, I hope you will forgive me. I promise to be the best I can be, for you.