Today is a big day for my daughter and me. Today is our birthdays! Five years ago I was anxiously awaiting the birth of our daughter. I was at the hospital for my weekly appointment and while there she decided it was time. Forty-five minutes of the worst pain I’ve ever experience in my life she arrived. My husband walked in the door with our three year old son just as she let out her first cry. It was crazy fast!
I love that we’ll always share a birthday. I could not adore her more than I do. She’s bright, fun, healthy, challenging, silly, fierce and oh my god so lovable. She loves squeezey hugs and giving kisses. Her laugh is loud, full of joy and true. She is fearless.
We had a very low-key and calm day. My husband had to work so we just hung out at home until he was able to join us. Since we are moving in a few months we handled the kids birthday a bit differently this year. This year we gave the gift of luggage. Yup, we’re those parents. But look! Star Wars luggage! At least it’s fun and not your typical Samsonite (not that there’s anything wrong with that).
And what’s a birthday without cake? I frustrate my husband. Every year he asks me what I want for my birthday and my answer is always the same: Cake. So luckily for me, having Libby on my birthday I’ve ensured I’ll always have cake, ha!
To my Cupcake: I love you more than you can ever imagine. More than I can even imagine. I thank God for you every day – even the days you push me to my limits. You’re beautiful inside and out and I know you’re going to make your mark on this world. I am proud and blessed to be your mom.