Thursday, March 12, 2015

And then she was Five...

My Sweet, Sweet Girl:

I'm sitting here tonight wondering just where the last five years of our lives have gone. Somehow, we came home with this tiny, precious baby and suddenly, basically overnight, our baby has grown into this beautiful, talkative, funny girl.

Beatrice Kate, I really don't understand how five years have gone by and yet, I can't believe I've only known you for such a short time. More so, I can't believe that something, and someone so incredible was made right inside of my very own body. That you came from me. From Daddy. Somehow, during your short time on the inside, before you were born, you managed to pick up only the good parts of our DNA and leave all of the negative parts behind. That's miraculous by itself.

You are so kind, to our family and to your friends. Always the first to remind Daddy and I to speak more gently to each other, and to be fast to apologize if we're wrong. You're a born nurturer and love to touch and be touched, to soothe any pains or worries. If you choose to have children some day, this quality will make you a compassionate mother and partner.

You are driven, more than Daddy or I have ever been and it's pretty fun to watch. And you're so smart, more than just in a classical "book-sense" smart. You can connect themes and ideas, ask questions and inquire, solve problems and create anew at a rate that I can't keep up with! I cannot wait to see where that ambition takes you in life. And believe me, baby, you're destined for greatness.

When you were born, I was so scared that our birth would some how make us, as mother and daughter, disconnected and distant. We didn't get the "Golden Hour", heck, we didn't even meet until 24 hours later! I was worried that you wouldn't know who I was, or that some how our cosmic line to one another had been snipped when they cut your umbilical cord.

Now, I know that's simply not true. You and I, we are connected; and it's a connection so deep and so intense that Daddy makes fun of us. He says that I can hear your eyes open first thing in the morning and I feel like now, more than ever, we "get" each other.

The next year will bring a lot of change for our family, and for you. You'll be starting Kindergarten at a new school, and will be branching out into a social group of your choosing, making new friends and spreading your wings in a way that we haven't yet seen you be able to do. I'm equal parts excited for you and sad for me.

Somehow Kindergarten, turning five, it all feels like the end of one chapter and a start to another. You are officially no longer a baby, and I see evidence of that with each new day. You're a little taller, a little more lean, you have your own (strong, very strong) opinions about life and what's right and wrong, and you ask really deep questions about our community and about your world (often times, we have to say, "I don't know right now, but I'll find out and tell you when I know!). It makes it challenging and a joy to parent you!

I am so thankful that you were born into our family. I am so thankful that you chose me to be your mother. I can't wait to see what happens in the next year; but if this year was any indication, it's going to be a lot of fun.

I love you so much! Happy Birthday!