6 eh? Can’t quite believe it really. In so many ways as I sit here in that strange couple of hours between it being officially your birthday but not quite to the precise moment when you were born and therefore a bit of a no mans land (you were born at 151am – I don’t think I’ve not seen in 151am for the last six years although I should really be asleep) I’m half thinking back as though it was just yesterday and half trying in vain to recall a time when you weren’t here and I didn’t know you.
You are a vivid soul, someone I look at all too often in awe and wonder. You inspire me and poke at me, always challenging me to be better, to try harder, to step into your crazy world with you and see the things you see. Today we both contemplated your navel for a good few minutes, joined in amazement that once that used to be the place we were connected together. That connection is an invisible one these days but I’m pretty sure it’ll always be there, sometimes stretched, sometimes a painful one that pulls and prickles, but there nonetheless.
Five has been good. You’ve found passions, struck out, lead the way even more. You have always been an individual who knows her own mind but this year you have gotten better at making things happen. You have become a Rainbow and a Badger, an officially Home Educated child of school age, a rider, a swimmer. This year you have made your own friends, developed your own interests, formed those opinions a little more.
There are so many things about you I admire, so many I am proud of, so many that I recognise as shared with me. Life shared with you is a rollercoaster and I love holding your hand in mine, bracing myself for the adventure, holding on tight and getting ready to scream as we go.
Happy sixth birthday my baby girl – I’m so glad time doesn’t speed up because I hear you screaming that you want to go faster! xxx
