“On the night you were born,
the moon shone with such wonder
that the stars peeked in
to see you
and the night wind whispered,
‘Life will never be the same.’
Because there had never been
anyone like you…
ever in the world.”
5 years ago, I couldn’t have told you what my baby looked like. Well, except for smooshy. And soft. With a good set of lungs. And that she took her sweet time to arrive. Obviously, she wanted to make a grand entrance.
I couldn’t have guessed her personality, her hair color, her eye color, what her voice sounded like, or how she would write her name.
Olivia Caroline 3.26.2009 8lbs, 12oz, 21 inches
5 years ago I didn’t understand what it would be like to be a mother of two. Or how different it would (eventually) be raising a girl.
Five years I knew it was more than just the endless amounts of love. Than what kind of bedding, diapering, feeding, and sleeping decisions I was going to make. So much more. But I didn’t know this baby or how she would impact our lives.
I didn’t know my heart could grow. I didn’t understand how I would, and could, love another little person. I didn’t realize that having a second baby, while familiar, is still different and would still change the way I saw the world.
Five years ago – today – I was blessed with a little firecracker, who has grown into the smartest, most beautiful, loving, and determined little girl.
With light brown hair, green eyes, a smile that lights up the room — and has longest lashes in the world.
She is sassy and witty – and already too cool.
She loves to sing, dance, and entertain – and the furthest thing from shy that you have ever met.
She loves books, dolls, Legos, coloring, princesses, puzzles, running, and most of all… her brothers.
She is stubborn. So incredibly stubborn and strong willed. She proved to us that all babies are different and from the minute she came home, she’s had her own voice and done things HER WAY.
She says she wants to be like me when she grows up, and I take that as the biggest compliment in life. Even if she changes her mind in a few years.
Being a mom a second time isn’t THAT different – except there’s more of everything and less surprises. It’s still better than I anticipated and I still have NO idea what I am doing.
Five is still a really big deal. There are now opinions and fashion choices. She can write her name and sentences, do simple math, and is learning how to read. She’s a little person, instead of a baby. It’s hard to believe.
It’s hard to squeeze five life changing years into one post, but I can only hope the next five years are equally life changing, in the most wonderful ways.
Happy Birthday to my sweet and sassy Olivia! Shakespeare was describing YOU when he wrote “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
May you carry this trait with you now and always. Along with a little piece of my heart.