Dear baby girl, aka the monkey:
Today you turn 2 years old. Wow, time has passed by super fast.
I still have the image of when I first saw you in the hospital engraved in my head.
You see, I didn’t get to hear you screaming as you were brought into this world. Or, see the nurses cleaning you up…
I heard you gave them hell, though. Daddy says you were so strong and were holding on tight to the cords and wouldn’t let go.
Mami missed it, though. Mami was asleep.
But, as soon as I woke up, I asked about you.
In fact, I asked about you many many times.
Daddy was laughing at mami because I kept asking if he had seen you and if you were ok.
Mami was groggy from the drugs, baby girl.
But, then, they brought you.
And there you were, all bundled up in your beanie and swaddled in your blankie.
All I could see were two lil dark eyes peeking out at me.
And they were the most beautiful things in the world.
Now you’re becoming a big girl. Everyone else is a “baby”.
It sure has been fun these past 2 years. And, I can’t wait to see what other surprises you bring me.
So far, I know that you are super independent, very smart, and a lil diva. You’re definitely gonna give us a hard time when you get to be a teenager.
But, that is ok. It’ll be good for you to be a strong woman.
For now, though, you’re still my baby girl.
And even if you think you’re not a baby, you are to me.
So, happy birthday baby girl. Mami loves you.