missionmightymom

Emotional doesn’t even begin to describe my January 15ths. For on this day, three years ago, I was shaken to the core, my world was flipped upside down, and I have never been the same…and I am so thankful for that.

Today is my girl’s birthday. She has been counting down the days for…well, months. She wants a purple birthday and a pink birthday. And she wants candles. And only one present. Her words, not mine. She wants to dance. And she wants to sing. And she wants cake. And in her heart of hearts she believed that when she awoke this morning, not only was she going to be THREE, but she was also going to be a fairy.

It has been a dream come true to watch Harper over the past year. The evolution from 2-3 might as well be night and day. Her Daddy and I many times are left speechless, or in hysterics by her growing arsenal of antics. The things that come out of that little girls mouth…

On this day, as we celebrate our ‘Life Changer’ I am not only consumed with pride, but also sadness. My baby is no longer a baby. She is a little girl. A little girl who loves to “cuddle and get cozy” as much as me. A little girl who still prefers to be held even though her extra long legs hang to my knees. A little girl who just wants “one more kiss and hug”. A little girl who on occasion sneaks in to my bed at night because “I love you Momma.” And a little girl who shares my excitement of her first ballet class on Saturday.

Harper was itty-bitty when she was born. 4lbs 9oz. She was born with a whole in her heart. She spent three weeks in the Neonatal Intinsive Care Unit with machines helping her to eat and breathe. Those were the scariest days of my life. I prayed harder and louder then than ever before and ever since. I prayed that I would get to see her dance in her first recital. I prayed that I would get to celebrate her third year of life. Thank you God that your plan just so happened to be my plan, because I know that that is the only reason I got to kiss that beautiful face this morning.

Harper is smart, maybe to smart for her own good. She has a memory that is unmatched, already reminding her Daddy to pick up his clothes from the cleaners. She is a protective sister. Her best friend is DeShawn. Her favorite colors are purple and pink. She loves anything frilly or sparkly. She is bossy. And hard-headed. She is still a very cautious child but has really come out of her shell as of late. Her favorite teacher is Miss CoCo. She loves her Daddy, her puppies, pickles, and dancing. Harper is everything I ever dreamt of and more.

Happy 3rd Birthday To The Girl Who Made Me A Mommy!!

January 15, 2010.

Snow on her birthday.