As I sit here with my glass of Pinot, I am pondering the fact that when I was getting ready for a little, I had a fear that my relationship with my big might suffer. I thought I would end up giving my little all of my attention, leaving none for my big. And as I still sit here sipping away, I realize just how wrong I was. If anything, getting a little has solidified my already strong relationship with my big and made it better than ever. For all the girls reading this who now have littles of their own, I am sure you can agree with all that is about to be said. So, here is an open letter to my big now that I am a big.
Dear Big, Mom, Biggie Smalls, Best Friend,
I am finally a big myself with a little of my own. I now know what it is like to have a little nugget of my own to love, cherish, and drink copious amounts of alcohol with. Someone to introduce to my friends at my “little," the way you always introduced me and my twin to your friends, and someone to brag about to everyone I see. But, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know what too look for in my little. Just like your big taught you, if it wasn't for you, my twin and I would never know how to be a good big ourselves. Thank you for all the things you taught us in the past year.
How to be a good (cool) mom.
Since day one, you always had my back. You texted me every day, always invited me to your pre-games, and even picked me up from the doctors like a real mom would. You let me b***h when I am angry, cry when I am sad, and you are the first person I want to call when I have good news. You set the standards of how to be a big pretty high, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
How to decorate my little's room for big/little week.
I had no idea just how much effort you and my g-big put into decorating my room last year during big/little until I had a room to decorate of my own. Once again, you set the bar high of what a little's room should look like during big/little week. You gave me all the tools I would need to set up because of how much you spoiled me last year. How do you make a canopy out of streamers? How do you position the shirts just right on the bed so you can see every letter? Where do you buy the best snacks for your little? All questions that I could have never found the solution to without you there, decorating with me side by side. It was the little things like spending three hours with you every day, one on one, instead of in a group setting, painting posters with you, and simply listening to remixes of "Ignition" with you, that made our relationship even more special.
What to look for in a little.
When looking for my own little companion, I always had you in the back of my mind. I wanted someone who would mesh with our whole family, not just me. A little that could love my twin the way I love her, talk to you the way I talk to you, and laugh with your big the way I laugh with her. Someone that accepts our whole family for who we are when we pig out, are blacked out, or are stressed out.
To my big, it's been a whole year since you were brought into my life, and getting my own little only made us closer. It was the little things like texting you after every girl date I went on, and deciding the themes I wanted to decorate her room for reveal that really made a big difference. And the whole time, I was the one who thought our relationship might falter because of this, but I am sitting here only to be proved wrong. Never in my life have I been so happy to be told I was wrong. The most important thing I want to say is in this letter, though, is that my twin and I are still your littles, and you are still our big. Even though I have my own little, I will always be your little.
To all the bigs who were once just a little, take the time out to appreciate your own big!
Love always,
Little Me
