As I put my daughter to bed tonight for the last time as a two year old, I can’t help but tear up wondering where the last three years have gone. How did my small ray of sunshine grow into such a beautiful, independent, sassy and smart girl?
Three years, a blur. The best three years of my life.
If I close my eyes I can still go back; feel her precious tiny hand wrapped around my finger, the wispy hair spread across her head. See the smiles she made while sleeping off a breast milk coma, first steps so determined and proud!
I can still hear her first little laughs, the first time she said mama, I love you. It’s all there, memories just for me.
To the one who gave me the most important title in my life, thank you. Thank you for making me a mother, sunshine. For giving me a reason to laugh and love harder than I’ve ever known. Allowing me to be blessed with the pure joy that only a child can bring.
I pray with each passing year you continue to thrive. I hope you keep family close to your heart, be kind to everyone you meet, love without hesitation and make the most of each day. That you appreciate small things, as you do now at three years old. I hope you always know how much you are loved, how important you are in this dark world. You will do great things sunshine, I’m blessed to watch your life’s journey unfold.
Thank you for making me, me.