Last night I wrote a really great 6th birthday post for Sophie. I scheduled it for 5 a.m. today.
And it’s gone. Like it never existed. Not in draft form, it’s nowhere! I’ve searched and searched. This is the first time this has ever happened to me in the 5 years I’ve been blogging.
So I’ll try again.
Happy Birthday baby! When you were born, I was SO excited to have a little girl. Of course, I also had no idea what I was getting into!
Maybe your crazy hair should’ve been a clue!
From the moment you were born, you brought us so much joy. I loved seeing your big brother’s love for you, too.
As you grew, you only got cuter, and sweeter, and more crazy! And I loved you more each day.
You’re exuberance and joy for life has brought light and levity to our family.
I wish I could remember every single moment of your precious life, my girl. You are growing up SO FAST! How did I get from this:
In just the blink of an eye? I can’t believe how grown up you are, my kindergarten girl!
Sophie, two years ago today, on your 4th birthday, I wrote you another letter. And I cried my whole way through. I was scared and discouraged because your very first IEP meeting had been the day before. At your evaluation you had screamed and cried and pretty much acted like a crazy person and so you gave your evaluators pretty much no idea of who you really were, what you knew, and what you needed to know. And so, they thought some things about you that just weren’t right.
But I knew. I knew who you really were, what you knew, and what you needed to know. And I knew what you were capable of. And I believed in you, sweetheart.
Two years later, you are 6! And so much has changed! You love people and school and friends and learning. You make it very easy for everyone to see who you really are, what you know, and what you need to know. You’re kicking kindergarten’s tail and taking names. You’re having fun and making friends and loving others in a way that makes me so, so, proud.
I love you, Sophia Diane. I love being your mommy! And I’ll always believe in you, be proud of you, and love the crap out of you. No matter what.
Happy Birthday, baby!