My Love for My Little Girl

When I had my daughter, I never thought I would have so much love for her like this. I can't tell you how much I love my daughter. When I found out I was pregnant for the second time around, I was so excited and nervous because I already have a little boy who is a ball of energy. But when my husband and I found out that we were having a little girl, we were so happy. I always wanted a daughter ever since I was a little girl. I would dress up my dolls and rocked them to sleep. There is something about having a daughter that makes me smile and blush every day. My daughter, Isabella, can be shy, but she is a loud energetic little girl. When she gets excited, she yells and balls up her fists and shakes them. The things that she does to make me smile and laugh are priceless. When she gets older, I can see a her being a girly girl. She will be in cute little dresses and cute pink or red skirts. She will also have cute pigtails with little bows in her hair. Once she reaches that age where she needs me for things, I will be there for her when she needs me. If she wants to talk about boys, I'm always here. When the boy breaks her heart, I will be there every step of the way. Plus her father and brother, Joseph, they just might break the poor guy's neck. When she has her quinceañera, I will help her through the whole process and everything. And of course her father will, too. He will probably pay for most of the things for her quince. All she has to do give him those puppy eyes and beg her daddy for it and he will give it to her.

She is such a daddy's little girl. All she has to do is pout that little lip and cry one little tear. Next thing you know, she is in her daddy's arms that quick. My husband may not admit it, but our daughter has him wrapped around that finger. And I mean wrapped all around that finger.

I will be there for prom, graduations, events, weddings, births, and anything else you can name. I can't wait to play dress up and put on makeup. We will go shopping for a lot and not tell daddy about it. I just hate that she is growing up so fast. She is already five months old. It felt like it was just yesterday that I had her at the hospital. I know she has to grow up sooner or later. But I want her to stay little forever. But I know that's not going to happen at all. I want to grow up and become somebody. If she ever asked me for advice on anything, this is what I will tell her. You are strong! You are beautiful! You are going to grow up and make your mommy and daddy so proud. If you want to be a dancer, singer, teacher, or lawyer when you grow up, you go ahead. Stay in school and make good grades. Stay out of trouble. Be respectful to others. Treat people the way you would want to be treated. And you will always be my baby girl. Always and forever. And I love you very much. I will let her grow up and become somebody. But I know her big brother and her father are going to be really protective of her. Especially when she becomes a teen and majors really fast. I love you Isabella! Mommy is very proud of you.