You. My Baby. You’re five. One whole hand. It seems like only yesterday we were anxiously awaiting your arrival and like most things in your life – you decided when to arrive. I planned and prepped and prayed for January 5th – the selected day for my c-section – confident that you would share a birthday with no one. You had other plans and in the darkness on January 3rd morning, things became abundantly clear that you would arrive quickly and when YOU wanted. The day seems like a whirlwind to me still, but the details are ingrained in my memory.
You are a leader. You pave your own way. You even rang 2016 just the way I had imagined – with an attitude that someone had paused your movie so we could countdown to the New Year together. You blew your noisemaker in defiance and slumped back down into your bean bag chair when the movie resumed. Once you had your fix, I finally snagged that New Year’s Eve kiss I wanted twenty minutes later.
You expressed your disgust at the Christmas present you didn’t want – a tiger to replace your kitty cat pet. You have grown to love him, but that’s usually how things go. You voice your opinion and then you slowly come around…if it is something you really want.
You love all things carb and bread related. You eat carrots occasionally, cheese often, and snacks always. You are slowly eating me out of house and home with your constant demands for something to feed your growing body (the limbs of which give you pretty wicked growing pains). Your curly-headed mop is a signature feature on you and one that I am not quite ready to get rid of yet.
You feel emotions on both ends of the spectrum and that’s about it. You either hate the world or love it with a passion so intense that I’m not quite sure they are ready for yet. You will do amazing things and sometimes, it is a struggle to let you develop that little character because it occasionally drives me to madness.
You have a kind heart and think often of your buddy who now goes to school full-time. You love family time, live for your cousins, and still are madly in love with your first crush, Elaina. You love clocks, LEGOs, and the color purple. You have slowly gotten better at losing games, but you still prefer to win. Candyland with Grandma and Sorry with Momma. You have a soft spot for Poppy and secretly, I think he’s your favorite.
I am not ready for my baby to be five, but you are oh so ready.
I love you forever and a day,