Mr. Byrd told me that I’m being overly dramatic. Then he said “she’s not a baby and hasn’t been one for years!” .
(But he’s wrong!)
She’s my baby – my last child.
And today….. well….today… she’s 5.
(admitting that stings)
She’s not supposed to be 5. I’m supposed to swaddle her and rock her back to sleep.
(she’s resisted all attempts to be swaddled lately)
For some reason she won’t let me burp her or give her a bottle either.
(not that I’ve tried… that you know of)
I tried to play peek-a-boo with her and she just rolled her eyes and walked away.
(she’s not supposed to be able to walk!)
I mashed up bananas for her snack and she told me to take her to Starbucks instead for a cake pop and chocolate milk.
(I am ok with her affinity for Starbucks)
For her safety I covered up all the plugs in the house.
(she just uncovered them so she could plug in the iPad)
Finally I cuddled her up and read a book to her before bed.
(just like we have every night for the past 5 years)
And you know what? It’s still the same.
(and that’s a good thing)
less no dirty diapers.
There’s no more teething.
No more whining.
(oh wait… yes there is)
No more total dependance on us as her parents.
(But there’s so much more)
There’s joy, funny conversations, aggressive independence, learning, laughter, (feet stomping and wall kicking), and amazing growth from a sweet baby with a head full of hair to a beautiful little girl that is still the same….
(and will always be my baby Mr. Byrd!!)
However I am accepting donations of Venti lattes today.
(it’s a coping mechanism, don’t judge)
Happy Birthday! I’m letting you turn 5, don’t expect the same for 6.
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