I am so happy to be watching her grow and learn each day, and I love being a part of the scenery as she develops her relationship with her sister. I love the days when she falls asleep in our bed, because cuddling with her as she sleeps is one of the best things on earth. Even on her sassy, "definitely a toddler" days, she is still a cuddly, silly, sneaky, smarty-pants little lady. I love watching her learn something, or figure out something new. I love listening to her put together bigger sentences.
On the other hand....
She's getting too big for me to carry. She's already in a size 4, which is on the upper end of baby/toddler clothes. She had a big girl salon day today, with a tot manicure, a sparkly "tattoo", and some very light makeup. She has her first haircut on her actual birthday on Sunday, and we are going to her first movie theater movie (Frozen) that day as well. She got a big girl bed for her birthday, and loves it.
The conundrum is that while I love sharing these moments, we won't have them again. Of course, we have them with Lilah, but there's something very fleeting about these moments with our firstborn. In a few months I will be writing about how once we don't have them any more with Lilah, we will no longer have them again.
So, happy birthday to my spirited Gabrielle. Each day we try to cherish every moment - even the times when you ask us to leave you alone, or lay on the floor in the middle of a department store because I didn't buy you the backpack you NEEDED.
No matter how big you will get, you will always be our Babylady.
(These pics are the beginning and ends of age 2.)
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