Happy Birthday To My Baby Girl
If I could go back in time to the day you were born, I would. Not because I wish I could change things, (though there’s plenty that I would probably do differently) but because I would love to watch you grow up all over again. If I could go back I’d watch everything more closely, I’d live more in the moment, I’d commit every single day to memory. Because you have been a joy since the moment you opened your eyes. You were and will always be my sunshine, my light, even in the darkest of places.
I can’t quite believe that you’re eleven, that next year you’ll be with the teenagers in high school. It just doesn’t seem possible!! Actually some days it does; some days I look at you and you’re like a grown up lady but other times, you still act like my little girl.
You’re the coolest person I know. You drink strawberry milkshake from a champagne flute and know all the words to ELO’s Mr Blue Sky.
You say the funniest things like:
“why do we call it a window still?”
“we don’t, we call it a window sill”
“No it’s a window still. Is it because it’s made out of wood, but it’s a window….still……? Oh yeah it doesn’t make sense does it?”
I love that you think you’re more responsible than me, until it comes to something that scares you and then I am right back to my role as fearless protector. I love that you still call me Mummy sometimes, when you forget that you’re cool and grown up. I love that you trust me, that you talk to me like a friend, but listen to me like I know everything, because I’m your Mother.
I hope that’s how we’ll always be. Even in a few years when we fall out over a phone bill or a curfew or those shoes you’ll borrow…I’ll still be your Mum. (Which means I’ll still be in possession of hundreds of embarrassing photographs, to get my own back with!)
I feel like these are the last of your days as a little girl and I am treasuring them! So if I embarrass you today, then I’m sorry but that’s just your life. You are the adored child of a pair of crazy people who like to make a fuss of you and that is just what we’re going to do.
Excuse me, I’m off to bake cupcakes for your entire year. That’s not OTT is it sweetheart???