Being tough... Getting tough....

Dear Sude,

My wonderful and strong first born...

You are wonderful and special. When you grow up, if you read this blog one day, know that we are so proud of you. I know your life is tough sometimes. School, gymnastics, and piano, they all keep you busy but at the same time keep you so focused and disciplined. You do so much more than many other kids your age but do them with such great attitude.

But behind all of that toughness, you are still my baby who loved to hold my hand and touch my fingertips in the middle of the night. You are my baby who loved listening to books and music on my lap. You are my baby who looked into my eyes deep and thoughtful.

Now you are growing up and sometimes going through tough times. Specifically, you recently had some tough times at gymnastics. Please know that I want to hold you tight and wipe your tears and make all the pain go away when you have days like that. But all I can do is to hug you and tell you how much we love you and proud of you.

Hugs and kisses,

Mom...