Aria, now you’re two. Where have these past two years gone? It’s fair to say that you’ve been spirited right from the start; my pregnancy was tough, my labour was crazy and these last two years have been a whirlwind of love, fun, sass and exhaustion.
I’m not one for soppiness, but I can’t deny that my love for you has grown stronger each day, don’t get me wrong, there are some trying moments here and there when it may welt a little, but it soon grows back, bigger and stronger.
My love for you started as a maternal thing, in the early days I loved you because you were my baby, I had ‘made’ you and I wanted to nurture you and care for you. Now that love has changed. I love your personality, I love your attitude to life, I love you for YOU.
It’s amazing how much you have learnt in two years, don’t get me wrong, you still have a lot to learn, but you’re getting there. You’re still very cautious and like to assess situations before throwing yourself in, I joke around and call you a ‘wimp’, but in reality you are actually really very clever. I, quite literally, see other toddler’s throwing theirselves head first into situations, but not you, you stand on the sideline assessing the situation before taking my hand and asking me to come with you.
We’ve been going to music and dance lessons for about a year and a half now, just last week you did something major, you went and picked up your own instruments from the box in the middle of the room, you went up there, with all the other crazy toddlers and babies, and picked a xylophone out of the box. You then went back up there to get the stick to play it. Most parents don’t bat an eyelid when their child does this, but when you did it I was so proud as it is so unlike you. My baby is growing.
You have an amazing personality, you are so full of life and you always make people smile, even strangers struggle to walk past you without smiling. By the time this goes live (at the time you were born assuming my scheduling goes to plan!) we will have already opened your birthday presents, and I’m sure there will have been lots of ‘wows’ and eager arm flapping. Wow is one of your favourite words, even when the postman brings a boring parcel to the door you let out a big ‘wow’, much to everyone’s amusement.
You’re still really small, you’ve currently wearing size 12-18 month clothing and size 3 shoes. This just adds to your cuteness and your ability to wrap everyone around your little finger. No one can resist it when you smile, or when you cry. We all run around after you, and take pleasure in doing so.
My beautiful girl, now you are two.