Happy 3rd Birthday to my first baby, Olivia.
Gosh, three years flies. Somehow it feels like yesterday and forever ago when I spent 36 hours in labor and delivered Olivia. Being a parent is something that is so hard to put into words…so hard that I feel like I don’t even know what to say. You can try explain it to someone who isn’t a parent, but…it just can’t be explained.
So now I have a three year old. When Olivia was a tiny baby, I couldn’t imagine her as a little kid. I couldn’t picture her with long hair, or what her voice was really going to sound like, but now who she is makes so much sense. I swear she has the same personality that she had on day one.
She is a quiet one when you put her in a place that she doesn’t know. She won’t just flash you a smile, or give you a “yea baby” if she doesn’t know you…and forget high fives. But if you’re lucky enough that she knows you, then watch out for her vivacious personality. She also is super perceptive and if she knows that you are a person who I love and trust then she will shine even if we don’t see them all the time. Olivia is dramatic beyond words and has just about every facial expression in the books.
Somehow she has a sense of humor that is wise beyond her years…which probably comes from being around so many adults all the time. She is sweet as pie…most of the time, but also as sassy as they come.
Olivia will help out with anything when it comes to Mila. She embraced her from the moment she met her and always, , is doting on her, even with a too tight hug. Things she LOVES helping with: cooking/baking, getting things for Mila, filling her own water cup, picking out her clothes, and anything that will make get her out of eating a meal.
She knows all her letters, numbers, colors, shapes, multiple corresponding words for letters and most letter sounds. She can spell and write her name, draw circles, has memorized a book, and sings Frozen every chance she gets. Already she loves clothes and shoes…which is somehow inherited from me, I’m sure. She also THRIVES on routine, from her morning wake up, school, to making sure her fan is on every single night.
I feel so incredibly lucky to be with her every day. She is SO fun now to play with. Her favorite things to do: puzzles, draw, paint, read books and play dough.
But you know, with all the good obviously comes the challenging when you’re turning three. Her listening lately has been less than stellar and we are constantly reminding her that she cannot talk back…and has to listen to her parents. She is our picky eater and every meal is a challenge unless it involves peanut butter and chocolate chips (which most don’t.) We are also working daily on manners. We don’t force her to give hugs and kisses, but being respectful and appreciative is a must for us. It’s hard to find that line when you have a kid who is on the shy-er side. (P.S. Any tips on this would be GREAT!)
We feel so lucky to be parents to such a great kid. These three years have been filled with joy, love and endless kisses. Happy birthday to my sweet girl.
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