Dear Piper ~
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Piper…. Happy Birthday
to you!
I sit here watching you stare at the television… that silly ole Barney! But you love it. You love the singing and the dancing and I love that. You have been so much fun to watch and play with. We love teaching you new things, but we also love that you teach us new things too.
This past week has been a rough week for us. You have been under the weather. I just kept hoping you would feel better to enjoy your birthday party at daycare and then your birthday party with us on Saturday. I hate to see you sick, but we had some great cuddles over the last week and I know that these are the moments that I will never get back and the moments that you will soon outgrow.
So I seized the moments and I just took it all in as you laid across my lap and watched television and then eventually drifted off into a sleep. We sat like that for over an hour and it was one of the best hours that I have had in a long time. Just you and me.
You surprise us everyday with all the things that you are learning. We are entering into the Why? stage. The first conversation went like this:
Piper: Colour, Daddy. I wanna colour.
Daddy: No, Piper. Not now.
Piper: Why?
Daddy: Because it is almost supper.
And I stood in the living room shocked that we have met this milestone. It seems too early for you to be questioning the whys in life. But you are and now your Daddy and I must learn to improvise. You will certainly keep us on our toes.
Your vocabulary grows more and more each day as well. You have conversations with us and speak in sentences and I am always wondering where my baby is. The reality is that you really aren’t a baby anymore. You are a little girl, with her own personality and her own likes and dislikes.
I thought that our first year together was so remarkable and so rewarding and I have learned that every day, month, year with you will continue to be just that and I wonder how it is that I got so lucky.
I want you to know how much I love our little family. How happy that I am because of your Daddy and because of you and just how excited I am that you will soon be a big sister. My hopes for you are that when you are my age, you will wake up each morning feeling just as lucky and just as blessed for what you have in your life. You can be and do whatever you want in your life, as long as it makes you giddy and happy.
So my sweet girl, I wish you a happy second birthday.
Mommy loves you, Sweetest Pea,
Love Mommy.
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Oh I love your letters……
Now I need a tissue !
Hey! I have always felt that two was a magic age. Language and personality absolutely bloom – it’s just amazing how quickly they change and grow.
The night before my youngest daughter turned 3 I was crying when I rocked her – knowing that I would never again have a two year old. It was really hard for me to let that age go by.
If only they had a ‘pause’ button that we could press every once in a while so we could savor all the magic.