What your doula didn't tell you & your mother couldn't get you to hear...

I need you. I need you both. I need you to both love each other and like each other. I need you to show me how to love my future mate. I need you to show me how I should treat my friends. I need you to show me what language is okay.

I need you to put me to bed early. I need you to go to bed early so you are ready to see me in the morning.

I need you to be in charge. I need you to tell me no sometimes, even when I get mad.

I gain my security in knowing what will happen tomorrow, talk to me. I like to do the same things over and over. I like to stay home and go for walks and meet people in our neighborhood.

I like to be fed well, even when I complain. I really like to help you cook and bake.

I need hugs, a lot. When I am sad and when I am happy. You need hugs too.

I need you to be present with me. Can you please put away your phone and talk to me? Do you know that I will be grown before you know it and I want to have memories of you without your phone.

I need you to hold the space for me, I can't hold it on my own and I get scared when you don't and sometimes I do naughty things or get a little crazy - it's because I don't feel safe. I need to feel you there.

I don't need so many toys. I really just need a few and you. Mostly I need you.

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