Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The three best years.

Each birthday comes with a sense of joy and a sense of sadness. I do not think that sadness is the correct word, but I am really having difficulty coming up with another word.

So many moments of childhood are fleeting. Never again will Gia need for me to do absolutely everything for her. Nor will she only have eyes for me. I am fortunate to have an incredible relationship with my mom and I know that the moments become not necessarily better, but different.

There is a part of me that wants to go back and just hold that precious, no neck control baby again. I have never been a, "I can't wait until she can...." mom and I am so thankful for that. I have done a very good job of cherishing every moment and trying to etch it in stone in my brain. (Granted, the whole temper tantrum every forty five minutes is making the cherish part a little more difficult.)

These are the days. These are the days that I will tell her little ones about one day. Honestly, I do not know why God chose me to be the mother of this amazing little girl, but I am eternally thankful.

Gia is the light of our lives. She brings joy to all around her. Thank you Gia and thank you to those that are involved in watching our little girl grow.

Happy Birthday Baby Girl~


Amanda said...

What a sweet girl and what a sweet mom. Happy birthday, Gia!

jz said...

Joy is the word we use when we think of our Gia. Your Dad answered the question, "How was the birthday celebration for Gia?", Your Dad replied, she is a JOY!!!!I couldn't agree more. Love you girls.....
Mom also known as Mimi