I know I keep talking about Zoey turning 5, but ya’ll, this is dramatic.
I’m totally emotional about this whole “turning 5” thing. Sometimes I catch myself boohooing in rush hour on the way to work because a song will come on the radio that will remind me of the summer that she was 15 months old. Her chubby little thighs were kicking in the kiddie pool while she inhaled her first ice cream sandwich. She would stumble all over the yard in her cute little bucket hat, point to the trees and babble, attempt to chase the cat and stumble constantly.
Or her first Halloween, when she was 7 months old and she dressed like a “peach”. Her first 2 teeth came in that month, and she was chomping and gnawing on everything.
Or that first Christmas Eve, when she was 9 months old, and I caught her standing in her crib for the very first time.
I miss those thighs, that stumble, her infant giggle, the chubby cheeks. I miss it oh so much.
Tomorrow, we celebrate her. Her official birthday isn’t until Tuesday at 4:19 PM, and I have a treat for you all thanks to the TimeHop app… let’s just say, I shared a lot on Facebook while I was in the hospital waiting to have her, and I’ll share it all with you on her actual birthday, so stay tuned.
Back to tomorrow…
We’re going ice skating, having cupcakes and ice cream, giving her a Cloud Cuckoo Land Lego set and an Elsa costume, and I’m sure I’ll boohoo at some point. I do expect Tuesday to be the absolute worst, but I digress. I just need to make it through tomorrow, then I’ll worry about Tuesday later. 😉
Motherhood has been the greatest gift of my life. Tomorrow, we celebrate 5 years of motherhood.