Today, my girl turns five. This kid has rocked my world in the best possible way. She has an amazing spirit that makes grown women want to be her friend. She is incredibly generous, way beyond her years. If you came to our house she would make you take something home. At Halloween time this past year, I swear, anyone that stopped by our house left with a pumpkin.
She's concerned about other people's feelings and holds back when they hurt hers because she doesn't want to hurt their feelings... most of the time. She is such a lover and unlike other kids, she would rather stay little so she can be my baby (insert tears). Don't get me wrong she's happy to be having a birthday, but when I asked her if she was happy to be growing up she was not. When she was born I needed her as much as she needed me. That first year was tough, but not because of her, she was an incredible baby and I never had any moments of "what was I thinking?", but because our family had some pretty tragic stuff to go through. If I did not have her to focus on during that time, my life could be dramatically different right now.
I never knew it was possible to worry about someone or something so much, until I had her. I would not leave her with a babysitter until she was old enough to speak and even then, I was a nervous wreck just going out to dinner. I could not leave my most precious gift with anyone.
Before I had her, I was always searching for something. No jobs or careers where very fulfilling and then I had her. She doesn't define me, I mean I'm still me, but being her mom has definitely allowed me to focus on things that really bring me joy. She grounds me. She puts things in perspective for me in a way that nothing else can. She was made for me.
My Girl at 5:
Definitely on the introverted side, although has many extroverted moments with the right people
Loves to stay up late and sleep in
Loves to mix insane patterns with her outfits, and almost always prefers to wear dresses
Still calls me mama, mommy, mom and is out of the phase of calling me Amber
On the verge of reading
Asks me at least 5,000 questions a day
Favorite things to play with are her babies and barbies
Doesn't like to eat breakfast right when she gets up
Incredibly uncoordinated and can laugh at herself when she trips over her own feet
Says "member" instead of "remember"
Favorite shoes are red cowgirl boots or ballet flats
Enjoys helping me with whatever I'm doing
Not overly independent
Would really love it if I had a "no roof car"
Likes copying words from books and magazines to practice her writing
Favorite foods are macaroni and cheese and pizza
The best thing she said to me in the past year, while I was helping her pick out an outfit:
"I'm not the same person as you, mama."
Those words floored me coming from a four year old. I was happy because she was thinking for herself. I was sad because she was thinking for herself.
Happy birthday, sweet girl!
Happy, happy Friday, everyone!