My daughter is turning 16 this month. I made her this poem, so I wanted to share with you all.
The moment I found out I was expecting,
I couldn’t stop prepping.
Every morning when I would wake-up,
you gave me nausea and I would throw-up.
Until I was seven months, it all went away;
But that was the sign that you wanted to stay.
I wish I was kidding,
but this baby girl was very needy.
You finally arrived,
all tangled and purple,
but you survived.
You shaved off an eyebrow,
and you said “I don’t know how”
but grandma gave you time-out.
You inserted a metal wire into an outlet,
how did you even survive it?
You locked yourself in a car,
nina had to call the police,
and you became a star.
An ocean waved almost swept you away,
but your daddy saved the day.
You say I don’t care,
but you give me many gray hairs.
Natalie, Natalie, Natalie,
I don’t know what to say,
but you mean the world to me.
I hope all your dreams come true,
because I have all my chips on you.
Always remember that we love you!