As today comes to a close we are wrapping up the celebration of our beautiful baby girl's third birthday. As I kiss her goodnight and close her bedroom door I can't help it as tears fill my eyes. Where have the last three years gone?
It seems like yesterday that I first heard her tiny cries. I can still feel her in my arms and remember her sweet baby smell. Then the moment came when she opened her eyes and looked at me. Our eyes locked together and there was a peace and calm I had never felt before. In that moment she had complete trust in me. She was completely dependent on me. My life was no longer my own, but 100% hers. It was that moment that my heart was captured in a way I never thought it would be. I would never be the same again. She has had my heart ever since.
Now her tiny cries are very clear, and at times, very sassy words. Her dependence has turned to independence as she explores the world around her, and she is all to quick to let me know she can do it, and she doesn't need me. She faces everything with wonder, excitement and curiosty. It amazes me how she has changed in such a short period of time.
So as I hug her and she says, "I love you mommy, see you in the morning," my heart begins to ache. I hold her just a little tighter and I don't want to let her go. I can't help but start to pray to God, "Please slow time down." I want to savor this moment just a little longer.
