My baby girl turns three today. I know people say time flies but I can’t really believe she has reached this milestone already. From tomorrow she will be, in her own words, a big nursery girl. She often tells me that she’s a big girl now, usually when she wants something she knows she’s not allowed because she’s still just a little bit too little!
I’m not sure I’m ready for this. In lots of ways I can believe she’s a big three year old. She’s so very capable, can do lots of things by herself, her speech is just amazing for her age and she certainly knows her own mind. There are times when she knows her own mind just a little bit too well!
In many ways she has been the easiest of my three to get to this point. She has taken most things in her stride and made it clear when it’s not quite time for certain things to happen (like giving up her dummy or staying put in her own room without half a dozen bedtime stories and at least a hundred songs!) However, she’s also been so quick to walk everywhere and give up her buggy – she’s certainly little miss independent when it comes to getting around.
She’s always in the thick of things. My girl has a brilliant imagination, an amazing sense of adventure and an insatiable thirst for knowledge. She has attitude and a joie de vivre that would put many adults to shame and she just generally gets on with things. My boys didn’t know what had hit them, as she’s definitely the boss. She has her daddy wrapped around her little finger and knows how to get her grandad to do just exactly what she wants, without him even realising he’s been conned into it!
My baby is most definitely a force to be reckoned with. She throws herself at everything and has boundless energy. At times I don’t know how she is still standing at the end of the day. She could teach us a thing or two about determination and fun.
On the other hand she’s still so young. She still needs a little reassurance from time to time, needs a hand to hold and a kiss or a cuddle to make things right again when the world takes her by surprise. My girl has such a cheeky smile and always knows just the right look to give to get you to forgive her or make you laugh when you need it. She wears her heart on her sleeve and you always know just exactly how she feels about things. Her face gives it all away. If she’s happy it beams from her beautiful eyes and gorgeous smile and when she’s sad that little pout would just melt you.
I know I’m biased, she’s my baby after all. She is also my saving grace. She keeps me sane. That little face can light up the room and help even the most rotten days feel so much better. There are times when she just knows I need a smile, a kiss or a cuddle. She’s a whirlwind but she’s my girl, my friend and my partner in crime. At times I don’t want her to grow up, I want her to be my baby and always need me to look after her. I want to hold that little hand and see that lovely smile, wipe away those tears and sing that ‘one more song’. These moments don’t last very long and at times we miss how beautiful they are, as we are caught up in the busy throes of life.
I already see the things she doesn’t need me to do for her any more and my heart breaks a little, but I know there are many more adventures to come. We have a lot to do and learn together. She may not need me to zip up her coat or help her put on her shoes, but there will be many different ways she will. I will always be there to hold that hand, calm that fear and wipe away those tears. I hope that as she grows she knows how much I love and appreciate her, how she has helped me so much already and I hope that we will always be best friends and partners in crime.
So, to my beautiful baby girl, happy third birthday. Welcome officially to being a ‘big girl’. Just remember that even big girls are allowed to need their mum sometimes and I will always be here when you do! 😘💞