To Sara...on her second birthday
For days I've tried to figure out how this blog post should go. Birthday posts are hard for me. It's such a joy to watch you all grow and change every day, but at the same time, it's hard because you're growing and soon you'll be an adult, and able to read these words I'm writing to you. When you're someone like me, who wasn't so sure she wanted children, it's funny to be so moved, so in love, so changed by you little miracles. It just wasn't something I expected. It still takes me by surprise, sometimes, if I'm being honest.
If you would have told me two years ago, that you would be the way you are today, I would have laughed. I don't know what I expected you to be like, but for some reason, I didn't think you'd be so...different. Much like your sister, it's hard to find the words to describe you. I mean, you are: bright, smart, silly, hilarious, moody, bossy, fresh, loving, caring, adorable, joyous, polite etc.
People light up when you walk into a room. You just have this way about you. You say please and thank you, and I'm sorry, if you've done something wrong. You laugh, and dance, and sing, and grab my face gently and say, "I love you , Mommy." You "jump" and play, and love to spin in circles. You love to watch the Fresh Beat Band, and you love to cuddle.
I started calling you "Sasa" when you were quite young. I don't know why, but, as it's well documented, I have a thing for nicknames. "Sasa" became "Sass" which became "Sassy". And, boy, I can't think of a more appropriate nickname! You hit and yell, and call me mean. You tell me no, and you run away when I need to change your diaper. But, in the very next moment, you tell me you love me, and that I'm the best, and that makes me melt. See, you MELT me, Sara! The random kisses and hugs throughout the day are some of my favorite Sara moments, and I thank you for them. You always seem to know when I need to smile.
You took FOREVER to walk, Little Miss. You weren't walking until you were almost 18 months old! But, trust me, you've made up for all of that lost time and you haven't sat still since. You're loving fashion right now, you love to wear dresses. When I get you dressed, yo look at your outfit, look at me and say "SO pretty!" Your speech has picked up all of a sudden. You say a lot, and it's becoming less and less "Sara-speak" and becoming more "real people English."
You love being a big sister. You are so sweet to "BooBoo" or "Alice" as you call him. You kiss him and hug him all of the time. However, you do enjoy being the little sister as well, and you love to hang with Jack and Emma. You and Emma have a good old "love/hate" going on. It keeps me entertained during the day, that's for sure.
You love to be outside! You love your swingset and the playhouse. You love to play with the ball and you're a fan of the pool. You can throw pretty well and you love to run, run, run.
Sleep has been an issue for quite some time, but things have been getting better. You have been in a toddler bed for a couple of months now, and you've grown to love it. You still sleep with a pacifier, but I'm going to start taking that away now. We will also work on potty training, since you seem that you may be ready. You use the bathroom every day without an issue, so it's just a matter of having the time to buckle down.
I could go on, about the words you say, or your mannerisms, but I won't. What I will say is that you are an amazing kid. You make me smile, you make me laugh. You are a joy. You are my third little bird...my baby girl. That's something you'll always be, Sass...my baby girl.
I can't let a birthday post go without my favorite line, from my favorite tribute to the love between a mother and child:
Speaking of being taken by surprise, it was QUITE the surprise when we found out you were on your way. A welcome surprise, mind you, but a surprise none the less. And Sara Grace, you continue to surprise me, each and every single day, with your personality, your over-abundance of joy, compassion and love. Oh, and your sassiness.
If you would have told me two years ago, that you would be the way you are today, I would have laughed. I don't know what I expected you to be like, but for some reason, I didn't think you'd be so...different. Much like your sister, it's hard to find the words to describe you. I mean, you are: bright, smart, silly, hilarious, moody, bossy, fresh, loving, caring, adorable, joyous, polite etc.
People light up when you walk into a room. You just have this way about you. You say please and thank you, and I'm sorry, if you've done something wrong. You laugh, and dance, and sing, and grab my face gently and say, "I love you , Mommy." You "jump" and play, and love to spin in circles. You love to watch the Fresh Beat Band, and you love to cuddle.
I started calling you "Sasa" when you were quite young. I don't know why, but, as it's well documented, I have a thing for nicknames. "Sasa" became "Sass" which became "Sassy". And, boy, I can't think of a more appropriate nickname! You hit and yell, and call me mean. You tell me no, and you run away when I need to change your diaper. But, in the very next moment, you tell me you love me, and that I'm the best, and that makes me melt. See, you MELT me, Sara! The random kisses and hugs throughout the day are some of my favorite Sara moments, and I thank you for them. You always seem to know when I need to smile.
You took FOREVER to walk, Little Miss. You weren't walking until you were almost 18 months old! But, trust me, you've made up for all of that lost time and you haven't sat still since. You're loving fashion right now, you love to wear dresses. When I get you dressed, yo look at your outfit, look at me and say "SO pretty!" Your speech has picked up all of a sudden. You say a lot, and it's becoming less and less "Sara-speak" and becoming more "real people English."
You love being a big sister. You are so sweet to "BooBoo" or "Alice" as you call him. You kiss him and hug him all of the time. However, you do enjoy being the little sister as well, and you love to hang with Jack and Emma. You and Emma have a good old "love/hate" going on. It keeps me entertained during the day, that's for sure.
You love to be outside! You love your swingset and the playhouse. You love to play with the ball and you're a fan of the pool. You can throw pretty well and you love to run, run, run.
Sleep has been an issue for quite some time, but things have been getting better. You have been in a toddler bed for a couple of months now, and you've grown to love it. You still sleep with a pacifier, but I'm going to start taking that away now. We will also work on potty training, since you seem that you may be ready. You use the bathroom every day without an issue, so it's just a matter of having the time to buckle down.
I could go on, about the words you say, or your mannerisms, but I won't. What I will say is that you are an amazing kid. You make me smile, you make me laugh. You are a joy. You are my third little bird...my baby girl. That's something you'll always be, Sass...my baby girl.
I can't let a birthday post go without my favorite line, from my favorite tribute to the love between a mother and child:
...And I thank you for chosing me
to come through unto life to be
a beautiful reflection of his grace.
For I know that a gift so great,
is only one God could create,
and I'm reminded every time I see your face...
I love you, Sara Grace with the pretty face. Happy Birthday, my love.
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