Dear sweet child of mine,

It’s a day we’ve been counting down for months, a day I’ve been excited for and dreaded for years. When you wake up in the morning, you’ll officially be a Kindergartener, a milestone that is sure to bring out tears as I drop you off at school.

It seems like just yesterday I was knee-deep in diapers and bottles, wondering why time was moving at a snail’s pace. I longed for the days when you would sleep through the night and when I would get a minute to myself. But five years later, I wish time would slow down, allowing me to cherish every single moment with you. My sweet child, you made me a mother, my proudest role in life.

Tomorrow, I’ll hold your hand as we walk down the path to school. I’ll kiss you and squeeze you and eventually let go. As you open the doors and enter this new chapter in life, always remember these words . . . 

Some days will be fun; some days will be hard. 

As you play and laugh your way through the school day, you’ll come across moments that may seem difficult. Your brain is a sponge, filled with imagination and lessons learned. Some things will come easily to you, other things will fill you with frustration. It’s OK to make mistakes and it’s OK to fail. Don’t give up. Simply do your best.

Be kind.

We have spent years surrounding you with love, teaching you good values and what’s most important in life. Be grateful for all that you have, respect the teachers and others around you, be kind and always keep an open mind. Be a friend to everyone. You never know what each person may be going through. A smile goes a long way.

Never stop being “you”.

You are truly special and unique. There is no one else just like you. Not everyone may be your friend and that’s OK. Don’t try to change who you are to fit in and don’t ever be ashamed of the person you’ve become. You are strong, smart and resilient. Don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself, let your voice be heard.

 I will always be there for you.

While I may no longer be by your side throughout the day, please know I will always be there for you. I’ve watched you blossom from a baby to a young girl and I’m constantly in awe of your confidence and zest for life. Whether your full of smiles or in tears after a bad day, I’ll be there with a shoulder to lean on. Please know your dad and I always have your best interest at heart.

As I tuck you in one final night, I long for the days of simplicity. I think back to the early months in the middle of the night, as I quietly rocked you to sleep. I think back to the days of your first wobbly steps, now a galloping run as you race to find all that life has to offer. As you close your eyes and drift off to sleep, my heart fills with everlasting pride. Sweet dreams my beautiful child. God has big plans for you. Dream big my little girl, you are ready to make your mark on this world.

Stacey Skrysak

Stacey Skrysak is a local television news anchor in Illinois, but her proudest role is becoming a mom after years of infertility. Stacey is mother to a 22-weeker surviving triplet and two angels. Even though two of her children were only alive for a short time, her triplets have touched thousands of people around the world. Through her blog, Stacey has become a voice for infertility, premature birth and child loss. These days, she sprinkles in the trials and tribulations of raising a daughter, who was once nicknamed “The Diva of the Nicu.”