birthday at the playground
|August 20, 2013||Posted by Mama under family life|
Until August 21, 2008 at 7:31pm, I did not know if I would ever have a baby girl. She came flying out, almost literally, and when I found that I had a daughter, my breath stopped for a moment. There she was. My beautiful, chunky, bright eyed baby girl. (To see the slideshow I made about her birth click here.)
From the beginning, Girlie has been my teacher. I may have played a part in bringing her into the world. I may have nursed her, changed her, and otherwise given her love and care, but this wild one of mine has taught me so many things I don’t think I could have learned anywhere else.
She smiles in the face of hardship. She says yes to a challenge. She balances femininity with strength. She is resilient, brave, tender, and caring.
Sometimes she really tests me. Sometimes I need a nap so I can reset myself and think clearly about how I can best train her. Sometimes I wonder where this spirited one came from. Surely not from me! But this much is always clear ~ she is a precious gift to us, she will go far in life, and we love her very much.
Tomorrow Girlie turns five years old. As you’ve probably seen here, we already celebrated each of our children’s births at a joint party picnic style in June with all of our family and many friends. On each of our kids’ birthdays however, we ask them what they want to do to celebrate with just our immediate family. This year Girlie wanted to go to the playground, eat hot dogs, drink OJ, and have a pink cake. So we did.
For their big gift from Papa and I this year we built the kids a swing set, and pitched in with my brother and his wife to buy them a tablet, which we will share more about another time. But we do want to give each of them something to open on their birthday. What’s a birthday without a present when you’re a kid, right?!
When I was a little girl a neighboring cousin of my Nana’s gave me a china doll. I treasured her, and did my best to care for her even though I did manage to break one foot. But I have kept her safe in a box for the past 20ish years, and decided it was time to pass her on today.
Girlie was tickled about her gift, held her close, and gave her a name. Who knows but maybe one day she will have a daughter and the doll will survive long enough to meet her. What a thought.