Today, November 2nd, I am thankful for Maggie. Well now, who the heck is Maggie?
Maggie is only the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world. Maggie is my daughter; so it is perfectly okay for me to be just a bit biased when it comes to how I feel about her.
I was told in 1996 that I could not have kids. I did not pursue the issue at that time; however, when I met my (now ex) then future husband in 1999, I told him that I could not have kids. We dated, got engaged, fast forward 3 years. Oh my goodness, I’m pregnant. (Yes, he was pretty darn proud of himself.)
But that’s not the point. The point is that I got Maggie. Who is perfect in every way. Let me explain that, lest you think I don’t understand what the word perfect means.
Perfection comes in many shapes and sizes. If you have a Maggie in your life then you know what I’m talking about. She is perfect in every way. Oh, let me just get to the point.
On this second day of Thanksgiving I am thankful for Maggie:
My daughter is beautiful – inside and out.
My daughter is smart – much smarter than I ever was at age 7.
My daughter drives me crazy – of course she does.
My daughter is messy – as only a 7 year old can be.
My daughter is intuitive – sometimes I plain forget that she’s only 7. I don’t know how she knows (whatever it is) but Maggie just seems to “get it” most of the time. Her powers of perception are freaky.
My daughter is a lot like me – looks and mannerisms. It is un-nerving sometimes, how much she looks and acts like her mommy – which is why we call her my mini-me.
Oh, she’s got lots of other nicknames too: Magdalicious, Magdelight, Maggie May, Punky, Punk-a-dunks, Boo, Baby girl, Peanut, Peanut Butter (I’m Jelly).
Whatever I choose to call her at any given moment, there is one thing I will never call her: Less than perfect.
You see? My definition of perfect may not be…well, perfect. But Maggie is, in my eyes. And for that I thank God daily that He saw fit to give her to me. How darn lucky am I?
And yes, I believe this even when she’s driving me crazy, acting a fool, whining or crying, yelling and mad, or downright acting just too much like mommy.
It’s a blessing and a curse; or didn’t I mention that?
No matter. Maggie is the most beautiful girl in the world and you won’t ever change my mind about that.
So today I am thankful for my beautiful daughter, Maggie. I love watching you grow in every way, my love. I am so honored to be your mother. And yes, I love you, 1000% of the time, even when you’ve done something I don’t approve of.
Remember? I told you the other day that it is those times that I probably love you the most; because I know then that you are growing and learning about what’s right and wrong. I am so very proud to be your mom. Even if you are only – just perfect.
M.J-M.H. – age 7
(*Special Thanks* to Maggie’s Dad. I wouldn’t have her without him. More on that later in this thanksgiving month.)
Please Note: If you have a child (or children) who is/are perfect, give them an extra squeeze today. They might wonder what you’re up to. But you’ll know that you’re just letting them know how darn perfect they are – in every way – and there is certainly nothing wrong with that.
If you wish to know why I am giving thanks daily this Thanksgiving month of November, you may read: 30 Days of Thanksgiving– One Day at a Time. And remember, giving thanks for who (or what) ever in your life does not have to be just a November thing. Enjoy!