My little girl turns three today. Wow three years old already, the years few by just like that. It’s bittersweet for me because as much as I love that she is growing up to be this sweet, thoughful, smart and beautiful little girl I can’t help but feel a teeny bit sad that she is indeed growing up. I love her to bits and I love that she depends on me and needs me by her side all the time. If we could only freeze time even for a little bit, to savor each moment. I feel sad that I don’t get to blog about her, I don’t get to write in my journal all the little things she say or do as often as I should. I don’t have the all the exact dates of her milestones and I don’t know them by heart either. But I’m glad that I get to be there for her everyday, I may not write about it often but it doesn’t matter because I’m with her and I get to experience those precious moments and I get to see those milestones.
I’m being sentimental because by baby is now three years old. I can her her calling “Mommy where are you?” and I’m sure I’ll get a sloppy kiss and hug when she gets here. We have a party for friends later this evening, a small celebration for our little princess whom we love dearly.
Happy Birthday Iyah! Mommy and Daddy loves you!