Happy Birthday, Princess

Dear Princess,

Today, you are seven years old. Seven years ago at this time, I was sitting at my desk at work feeling miserable, trying desperately to get an earlier appointment than the one I had scheduled for after lunch that day. I went to that appointment eventually and the doctor I saw blew off my concerns when I said I was really uncomfortable and not feeling so good – said to me, “Ma’am: You’re just tired of being pregnant and you’re complaining. But here, I’ll write you a note excusing you from work for the duration of your pregnancy.”

I got in my car and less than 15 minutes down the road, my water broke. And a few hours later, you were born.

My first thoughts when they placed you in my arms were, “Oh, this is my baby!” and “Oh! Her head is really cone-y. I hope that doesn’t stay that way.” Within hours, your melon was less cone-like and more the beautiful round perfect little noggin that I look at daily. Whew. (Seriously, why was I not expecting the conehead? I think pregnancy literature downplayed that little tidbit).

I can’t believe you are seven. The other day when I said to you, “You are SO old!”, your reply was, “Not compared to you, I’m not.” Smarty-butt.

You never fail to amaze me, by the way. I often forget that you are still a kid because you have this amazing grasp for words and putting them together and you just don’t express yourself like a kid. Sometimes, I have to remind myself that you’re a kid – because I adjust my expectations of you to the way you usually behave – and then when you have an age appropriate meltdown, I have to tell myself, “That’s what KIDS do.”

You write awesome stories – and you use punctuation correctly. It may sound like I’m grasping at straws for praise for you – but I tell you: This is the most exciting thing for me, as a writer, to see. That you have the same passion as I do for writing and exercising that creative part of your mind? I couldn’t be happier. You look nothing like me with your blonde hair and blue eyes, and so it’s nice to see that little bits of my genetics snuck in somehow.

You are a good friend to your classmates. You are entertaining. I just got home from dropping off cupcakes at your school and your teacher went ON and ON about some of the things you say – you have a self-assurance and confidence that I hope you keep. I hope you never lose that sense of yourself and that feeling within that tells you that you are awesome.

Princess, I wish nothing but the best things for you in your life. I hope somethings take work – I want you to know that not everything will come easily, and I want you to know what it is to work to achieve your goals. I want you to know always that you are loved, and I want you to always know HOW to love.

I’m so lucky to be your mom – and I love you lots and lots of tater tots.

Love you with my whole heart,
Mom

About sarah

Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.

Comments

  1. jenny from mommin' it up! says:

    so sweet! happy birthday to princess and mama!

  2. bringing a daddy to tears!

    :’)

  3. Mary @ Giving Up On Perfect says:

    Happy birthday, Princess!!!

    But really? Your doctor SAID that? Ridiculous. Glad you proved him wrong by going into labor. 🙂

  4. Mary – My doc was in a fairly big OB practice at the time – she was on call that day so the goober I saw wasn’t my regular doc.

    I did insist that HE not be the doctor to come check on me in the hospital. I never wanted to see him AGAIN. I was pretty mad about the way he blew me off – especially because it quickly became apparent that i WAS in labor.

  5. HAppy Birthday sweet Princess and Happy Birth Day to you momma doll!

    LOVE the cupcakes, you are too creative and cute!!!

    such a sweet, sweet tribute!

  6. Happy Birthday to your little one

  7. Wiping tears. Sounds like you just knocked an item off your 101 list (half an item anyway). What a beautiful letter. I hope you print this, save it, someplace where she will read it years from now, and be assured of how much you love her.

    Happy birthday sweetheart. I can’t believe you’re seven either. 😉

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