This is it – the very last week that my baby girl will ever be 2. Can I admit to you all that it’s completely killing me inside?
I had my first baby when I was 30. Even then, I feel like I waited a long time. But to count the days waiting for Glory… I simply couldn’t. There was so much preparation. – Years of finding the best way to bring her here. I experienced joy & sorrow in ways I hadn’t before. & just like with Gracie, when Glory was born I wondered how could ever love another baby the same.
Now I’m more than 40. Forty. & it’s quite possible that Glory will be my last child. Not only will I miss the “baby” parts of her but I will miss the “baby” parts of any baby.
Now I have the pleasure of listening to her talk – watching her run & skip & ride her bike. She’ll be entering pre-school and I’ll that learning will speed up by eons. She’ll start building relationships outside her family – asking if she can play with the girl down the street. I’m not jumping ahead. I know what’s coming. And while I mourn those baby things like chubby cheeks & thighs, eating with her fingers, the bottle, pig tails, size 8 shoes… I can’t wait for all the big stuff.
She’ll be entering her 4th years in a 3T-4T. She wears a size 9 shoe & I’m pretty sure size 10 is coming right up. She hasn’t gained weight in a while but she’s grown like crazy in height. She’s taller than any other 3yo we know! She loves riding her big wheel and we’re planning on a big girl bike (with training wheels) for her birthday – don’t tell. She’s insanely friendly and speaks practically in full sentences. She’s still wearing pull-ups but getting closer & closer. Her teachers say she’s crazy aware & crazy smart! She is loved madly by our friends and family and I LOVE that she knows it!
It’ll be weird to say she’s 3. I mean, I’ve been saying she’s 2 for a whole year! It’ll be weird to watch her keep growing and possibly come to terms with knowing that everything that passes, will really be the last. But bring it on – because nothing on this planet brings me beautiful chaos like my Glory Ella – the (almost) 3 year old.