Four years ago today, I learned the meaning of love at first sight. Four years ago today, I learned the meaning of unconditional love. Four years ago today, you were born. I became a parent and my life took on a whole new meaning.
I can’t believe how fast the time has gone. Four years ago today, I held you for the first time. I changed your diaper for the first time. I nursed you for the first time. I was a bumbling first time mom, everything was new and scary. I didn’t know how to swaddle you right. I didn’t know how to bathe you right. I didn’t know how to hold you right so your little head didn’t flop all over the place. Somehow, we both survived that first year. I helped you learn to hold her head up, to sit, to crawl, to walk, and to talk. You helped me learn how to be a parent.
Now, four years later, you are still my parenting guinea pig. Everything you do is the first time I’ve ever had to deal with it as a parent. We made it through our first terrible two’s with you. (And what an experience that was!) We started preschool for the first time. We potty trained for the first time. We brought home a new baby and made you a big sister, twice. In your short life, we’ve dealt with the loss of two pets and your beloved Papa.
I marvel at how you’ve grown from a floppy little newborn to a little girl with your own personality. At four, you are a princess, a girly girl. (How I ever managed to raise a girly girl is beyond me.) You wear dresses all the time and do your own hair. It has to be just right. You like soccer, hapkido, and swimming. You don’t like bugs, especially spiders. You are artistic and creative. You like to draw and do projects. You also seem to be interested in fashion design. You make dresses out of blankets and belts for you and your sister and put on fashion shows for us. You use wet paper towels, rags, and tissue paper to make dresses for your Barbie dolls. You are obsessed with Disney Princesses and all things Princess related. Your favorite changes but is usually Tianna, Snow White, or Sleeping Beauty. You have an Ariel night gown that you wear to bed. Every. Single. Night. (I have to sneak it into the wash.) You still sleep with the green blanket that I wore tucked into my bra when you were a baby. We were trying to get you attached to it by making it smell like me so maybe you would sleep by yourself. You finally sleep by yourself through the night, but you’re still attached to that blanket. Guess it worked. You are a little bossy, especially to your sisters, who you like to mother. You are generally a good, sweet girl.
So, Happy 4th birthday, Samantha! I am so proud of you and love you very much. I can’t wait to see what this year brings.