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The Other Side of the Fence follows a former working mama as she explores "the other side of the fence" first-hand as a temporary stay-at-home mom.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Happy birthday baby!


Dear Big A,

Today you turned 4 years old. In some ways, I can't believe its been four years - or 1,460 days - that you've been on this earth. In other ways, it feels like you've always been a part of me.

You were loved and wanted even before you were born, and your big personality has only made that love stronger. I love watching you learn and grow. The things you can do constantly amaze me.

Today you told us that since you were four, you were no longer going to suck your thumb. And that's it - cold turkey - you stopped. As much as I'm proud of you, it also makes me a little sad. I've watched you sleep many a night with your teddy held to your cheek and your thumb stuck securely in your mouth. Its just another sign that you're growing up.

For your birthday, you got a big girl princess bike - something you've been talking about for months now. It made me so happy to see your daddy teaching you how to ride this afternoon. You were so sure of yourself and were able to ride by yourself right away. Even when you fell, you got right back up. You've come a long way, baby. I can't help but think back to my own childhood. I feel sure that I was not so confident. I'm glad that you are.

No matter how many times you frustrate me, I hope you always know how very much I love you. You will always be my first baby. I will always remember the feel of you sleeping on my chest as an infant, your little hand curled around my own. I remember your first joyful steps. I remember when I cried because you fell - your pain becoming my own. I remember the smears of cake on your face at your first birthday party. I remember your Halloween costumes - lamb, 50s girl, ladybug, cheerleader. I remember when you first learned to chew gum. I remember your first day of preschool. I'll remember you skipping out of school today with a cardboard birthday crown on, smiling wide.

Baby girl, you bring me happiness every day. As I always say to you, "I love you the best." And that doesn't mean I love you more than someone else, it just means that I love you in the best way I know how, the best way I can. Purely, deeply and always.

Hugs and kisses,
Momma
Still giving her momma that same look!

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