A Letter To My Child, by C. Peters
My child,
I have so much to say so please bear with me. It’s strange how life can twist and turn and your life-long fantasy of how things should be just drifts away with the next breeze that blows by.
I wanted the perfect life for you. I wanted to be able to give you everything and anything you wanted. To say that I have always wanted you would be an understatement. I have longed for a child and was blessed to find out that you were going to grace my life in a short nine months.
Your father and I were together since I was 15 years old. Everyone warned me that, although he might be fun to date, he would never provide me with security and was not “marriage material”. I didn’t listen. I wanted to believe he would change and that my presence in his life would make him want to be a better man.
We married and my life became clear. My life would consist of never having a home of my own and working long hours just to support my husband, who would not even attempt to leave the house or his video games. We lived with my mother and I adjusted to his ways. He was an adult who never grew up.
Yet, I convinced myself he would change.
Breakfast every morning would consist of him being served first and my mother and I could have the leftovers, if there were any. He was to be picked up after, reminded to bathe, and heaven forbid we ask him to do something in the house.
For years it continued and it was my fault. I allowed it to happen.
And then my life changed. I found out I was pregnant and that you would be entering my life. I have never been as proud as I was that moment.
Things became reality when I knew that a life was beginning inside of me. From day one, I treasured you.
As the months went by, things continued to get worse with your father.
Your father started dating other women and became abusive to me.
The night that changed everything was when he hit me in my stomach at a public gathering and announced that he would end your precious life.
He was arrested and my mother and I packed our stuff and left.
I never looked back.
At that time, I was five months pregnant and in distress. My life, the one that I hoped would be perfect, was gone.
For reasons only God knows, I met Wayne. We became instant friends. He was my support system through the rest of the pregnancy with you. I could tell he was just as much in love with you as I was.
The day you were born ended up changing both of our lives forever. Wayne decided he would be your Daddy and that what I thought was just a friendship developed into more – he told me he loved me.
I have worried how I would tell you about your real father and this is it. I never meant to hurt or confuse you – and I know you don’t understand right now because you are only three years old – but I wanted the best for you.
We both have a family now – a real one.
You now have both a Mommy and Daddy who love you so much, as well as two little sisters and a little brother (hopefully) on the way soon!
So yes, my little one… I chose who your father was and made a mistake, but God made the decision on who your Daddy would be and everything is perfect.
Love,
Mommy
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Author wishes to remain anonymous, and is using the pen name C. Peters.
awww such a sweet story. I am sure your daughter will understand when she is older.
Beautiful and heartfelt. Very touching.
It takes a lot of strength and maturity to recognize the part you played in that awful relationship and to have made the changes that you made for yourself and your future child. Anyone can be an egg or sperm donor. It takes love, patience, and sacrifice to become a parent, a Mom or a Dad. I’m glad your prayers were answered for your sake and for that of your children.
That was beautiful and poignant. I hope your child gets to read it one day and knows just how much she is loved.
Very moving letter! I hope you let your child read it one day when they are more grown up.
What a wonderful letter. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
I’m glad you got out of the abusive relationship and into a good one. I’m sure your child will understand and be grateful in time.