There are so many people in your life who love you. Some of us are more fortunate than others in the amount of time we get to spend with you. Your Mima is one of those people. We are so blessed that she lives only 5 minutes away from us, in the same town, just down the highway a few miles. She gets to be a big part of your life. She was there when you were born, she was there when we brought you home, and she’s been there for most of the important milestones along the way.
When you’re in the room, not much else matters. She is always looking out for you, always thinking about things from your perspective, wondering how you’re feeling, what would make you the most happy, considering what new thing or place or taste you can experience. She’s always encouraging me to try new things with you, to help you live an exciting and varied life; and because of her support I am more apt to try new things with you, whether it’s letting you sit on the couch like a big girl at Starbucks, giving you your first taste of frozen yogurt, or combing your hair a new way.
Here you are with her at Starbucks a couple months ago. You were around 7.5 months old I think. You are two pretty girls.
Whenever she’s around, I get to sit back and observe you – something I, as your primary caretaker, don’t typically get to do. But when Mima is around she’s the one who changes your diapers, feeds you dinner, walks you around, reads you stories, rocks you, sings to you, even gives you baths. She fights me for the honor of taking care of you. It’s such a blessing to watch the two of you together. Not only is it a rest for me, it’s fun to be an outsider looking in, having both hands on my camera, watching you react instead of being the one trying to get you to react.
I never have to worry about you when you’re with Mima – she’s a superhero babysitter. I trust her implicitly – a blessing of immeasurable proportions. Not only do I know that she’s a wonderful nurse and an awesome Mom herself (so she’s able to take care of your physical needs), I also know that she loves you, A-DORES you and that she always has your best interest at heart. Her purpose in life when she’s with you is not only to meet your needs, but also to make sure you have as much fun as possible.
It was her idea for us to all go to the beach together, an idea your Daddy planned and we all executed with near perfection a couple weekend ago. She wanted you to be able to walk on the sand in your bare toes.
And stick those toes in the hot jacuzzi water.
And, in general, experience as much of life as possible.
The love you have for her is obvious. When she comes over, she peeks her head in the door and calls for you with her customary “Coo-coo-roo-coo” in her sing-song voice, you tighten all your muscles and stand on your tip toes and your smile goes from big to Humongous. You don’t miss me at all when she’s around.
It’s an honor that’s well deserved. Mima has worked very hard to earn your trust and adoration. She’s earned it with her own love and adoration for you.
Barb Harter - MIMALOVE
What a beautiful tribute to your Mom, Amanda.
Adela will surely enjoy and treasure the beautiful photos of she and her “Mima” as she grows up.
I think you called Maria’s mom, “Mima”, right? Your mom is loving on Adela like you were loved on by your “Mima”. I remember how impressed I was that your Gramma traveled quite a distance just to spend time with you a couple of times a year, as I recall. And now Maria is doing that for your daughter.
Generational Mimalove passed down.
buttakwup - Yes, I have such beautiful memories of my own Mima. I’m blessed that I can say with confidence that Adela feels and will feel the same way about her Mima. 🙂