You are seven.
I couldn’t have imagined what this day would look like. Back when I started writing these letters you were tiny and consumed my world. You are still such a big part of my everyday, but in such a different way.
Back then, when I started writing these letters, what would I have hoped for, for you on this day? Happiness. Confidence. Friendships. Laughter. Love. To love and feel loved. Contentment. Gratitude. Joy. Health.
You have all those things, and more.
You are so much bundled into one beautiful person. I’ve often said to people that I don’t know how I grew a person like you, because you’re a lot of what I’m not. When I took a moment to really think about it, I raised you with intent, and you did the rest yourself. It’s who you were born to be. I always hoped that you’d have the confidence that I didn’t, and I hope that it stays with you. I wanted you to love yourself, from your tiny toes to the tips of your curly hair, and you do.
I learn more from you each day than I could learn in any class.
The lessons are sometimes hard, and exhausting, and testing, but also rewarding and insightful.
You are so excited to be seven. I’m less excited, and more hesitant watching the years are flying by. I’d love to ask you to slow down a little, but I only know you’d keep running forward, your curly hair bouncing as you go. And that’s just how it should be.
Tonight you wrote me the most beautiful letter to thank me for making your birthday such a happy day. You are so very sweet. You also spent hours making videos of life at home. I’m sure one day we’ll look back on them and laugh. All those every day, crazy family moments, captured by you.
Birthdays are about cake and getting loved ones together, and celebrating. For me, they’re a time to reflect on life, and how it’s changing. I wish I could live in the present, but particularly around these times I’m always thinking about this time last year or the year before or the year before that. Life has changed, in so many ways. You’ve changed our lives.
I love you with all my heart. I always will. Thank you for the last seven years. Thanks for making me a mama.