Today my baby celebrates her 3rd birthday! I’m a little sad because I have no idea where the past three years went. They have flown by and now my baby is no longer a baby. She makes sure to let me know everyday: “Mommy, I’m a big girl now, see I wear panties”. With my first, I wasn’t sad because I knew I still had my younger one. But now, both of my girls are getting so big and both frequently tell me “GO AWAY MOMMY, we are playing” or “stop, I can do it myself”. As much as I don’t like my youngest running to my bed in the middle of the night, it makes me happy that she still wants to cuddle with me and she needs me to comfort her. If 3 makes me this sad, I can’t imagine how 5, 16, and 21 will make me feel. Happy 3rd Birthday, we all love you! Hopefully, this year won’t go by so fast.
Tastefully Childish 