Becoming my Daughter’s Mother

When my daughter Emily was born, my first thought was that she just taught me how to love more deeply than I could ever have thought possible . This continues to be my mantra between us.

Emily and I at her first Art gallery,

Beyond Van Gough Starry Night Exhibit

St Louis Missouri 2022

Emily is a brilliant educator. She teaches me on the daily what she needs to accomplish her goals. She is fierce yet shy, bold yet reserved and creative yet classic. She does not waver in who she is and how she needs things to be.

My journey with Emily hasn’t been easy, it’s been down right rough. It’s been rough in ways I would never publish online. It’s tested me emotionally, physically and spiritually at times. Learning to raise her challenged the lens with which I see the world, how I view parenting, and confirmed my believe that the mental health of me and my family is always number one.

It’s moments like this today when I can see my daughter soothed by the sensory input she’s receiving. When she is regulated, she is at her best. Aren’t we all?

I wouldn’t trade anything about her for anything in the world. Those difficult paths in our journey has made me love her even more intensely. It has made me a better human being and a more compassionate neighbor and friend. Emily has shown me to respect people for who they are and to not try and change them.

Emily has strengthen my belief in God and His unrelenting trust in me to raise my children.

Emily may not always blend in, smile for a picture or care what anyone else is thinking. She may not use her manners, use kind words or look at you when she’s talking.

Emily does however love harder than anyone I’ve ever met. She cares deeply about her friendships because they are so hard for her to keep. She will always be by to give a hug, one of the best hugs you’ve ever had.

From a big house in a little prairie,

Chelsea Hull

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