Hadley,
We have just spent a week celebrating your third birthday and we
are all tuckered out! I cannot imagine a life without you. I knew from the
moment that you were placed in my arms on November 18th, 2010 that
all of my dreams had come true.
Almost
every day we marvel at how much bigger you have gotten. She looks taller.
Look at how big she is. I can't believe she can do that. Those are the things Daddy
and I say -- over and over again.
You
are so smart and talk so much. You take about 5 minutes to warm-up to most
situations, but when you do you light up the room. You have the most empathic
little heart and are always asking if people are happy. When someone isn’t “happy”
you are almost in tears. What a wonderful trait that is. You speak in full
sentences and have new words and sayings each day. You can count to 20 and can
sing songs from the radio and say prayers before meal times. You can get
yourself dressed, get your own snack and pick up after yourself.
Three
years ago I couldn’t have comprehended any of these things. You were this tiny,
fragile baby that depended on me for every want and need.
But,
I know you are still little. When you throw tantrums, your mouth contorts into
your signature cry-face that is simultaneously horrible and hilarious. You want
to be carried. You are not even three feet tall! You carry Kitty around with
you at all times – and you’re afraid of many new situations. You are still just
three tiny years old.
And it’s important for you to know: I’m pretty much in awe of
you. You’re three years old, and you are just so perfectly and authentically
YOU. You know exactly what you like, and exactly what you don’t, and you’re
always true to both. You have a whole drawer full of cute little jeans that you
never wear, because you’re just not a jeans girl. You are a twirly dress girl.
You don’t like ponytails or bows, instead choosing to leave your hair loose and
messy and always in your face. You’re
particular about your food and will only eat the exact same meals every day. You are sweet and kind and
curious. You are extremely sensitive and dramatic. You are so, so loveable and
the best big sister. And the thing is- you’ve always inspired me to be what I
needed me to be. Strong, courageous, forgiving, patient. If I’ve ever been
proud of who I am, its because of you. I pray, with all of might, that I am the
kind of mother that makes you proud, too.
I wouldn’t be me without all three years of you.
Love you to the moon and back. Happy birthday.
Love,
Mommy
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