It’s that time again. I’ve been thankful to join this blog circle, to have a reminder, a way to write to my daughters and let them know what I’m thinking, what we’re going through at this time, the good times, the bad. I used to keep a journal back in the day, and while I regret not keeping a journal throughout Ariya’s beginnings, I’m glad that I’m doing it now. Better late than never right?
Oh Ariya. I can’t believe you’ll be 3 in less than a month. Where did the time go?!?! And every time I look at Asha, I remember when you were a baby, so small, so sweet, so perfect.
Right now you’re excited at the thought of celebrating your birthday at school. We’re also planning a small family get together in Richmond, and you love the idea of a Sophia the First birthday party. I’ll see what I can do. You love princesses, but you also love super heros. You’re always talking about your super powers.
I love seeing your imagination at work. You love making up stories and playing with your stuffed animals. You always ask me to sit down and play with you, color with you. And I do the best that I can, I promise. The dishes can wait, the laundry can wait. Just as long as I can spend extra time with you.
You’re going through a phase right now, and I hope it will pass. Lately you’ve been saying that you want a hair cut, that you don’t like your hair. And it breaks my heart. It took me 30 years to accept my curls. I did everything I could to fight it. I hope you won’t make the same mistakes I made. Your hair is beautiful, YOU are beautiful. You are unique, and sweet, kind and mischievous. Your laugh is infectious (You definitely get that from your daddy). You are our sunshine.
The many faces of Asha. You turned 3 months old and you’re getting more aware, of your surroundings, of your sister, of your daddy and me. You love to clutch at any and everything. You are constantly pulling our hair, but we forgive you 🙂 You’re not a fan of tummy time, you kick, and you struggle, but one day, you’ll realize how awesome it is. You’re getting stronger every day. Right now I’m watching you, drooling, kicking your feet and cooing. You’re growing too fast! Please slow down. Please?
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