A Letter to my Niece,
Being a girl is hard. Am I pretty enough? Am I skinny enough? Do I care too much about my looks? Am I smart enough? I hope I don’t start my period in this class. I hope they aren’t staring at my butt.
You’ll go through more changes then you’ll care to. You’ll deal with things you don’t want to. You’ll make terrible decisions trying to fit in. You’ll be too afraid to tell your parents and fight with them.
But I’m here to tell you that your worth will never be defined by others, especially some boy. I’m here to tell you that you’ll always be the prettiest girl in the room as long as your daddy is there. I’m here to tell you that the day you were born your parents world stopped. I’ll never forget the excitement on your dads face when he came out to tell us that he cut the cord and you were here, blood on his hands and shirt and all. Your mom labored all day and was so tough. But I watched them become the most amazing parents. Scared of every little thing. Cautious of every little noise you made. Obsessed. I watched your uncle fall in love. The man who said he never wanted a little girl. Your pictures filled his phone. He bragged about how pretty you were to anyone who would listen. I FELL IN LOVE. The families first little princess. I think about all of our girl shopping days and all the spoiling we have left to do. You’ll be your cousins’ best friend and they’ll be your protectors.
So, baby girl I’m here to tell you you’ll doubt your worth, you’ll question if your pretty enough, if you’re loved enough but when you do, you have me. I will be here to tell you just how much we all love you. I’ll be here to tell you how your mom always makes sure you are perfectly taken care of and how your daddy lit up talking about what a daddy’s girl you are. I’ll be here to tell you about the first time we all held you and how in love we fell. When that isn’t enough, I’ll be there with ice cream, rom coms, and lots and lots of shopping.