My little big girl

My eyes tear up as I read her birth story again. Has it really been four years?

I remember the day she was born and how amazed I was at the fragile little baby nestled in my arms. Did I really help bring this baby to life?

I remember the cheerful mornings when she would wake up with a smile, the sleepless nights when she would fidget and cry.

I remember feeling blue when I was overwhelmed with the responsibility of taking care of a baby. I remember feeling bliss knowing that I love her and she loves me.

I remember wishing that she’d grow up just a little bit faster so we can walk together, eat together, read together and tell each other stories.

And now, here she is, four years later.

She’s smart, funny, talented, beautiful, healthy and loving. We do the things I’d wished we would do together and so much more.

Our firstborn Liana Jamaine is now a little lady.

I continue to be amazed at how strong she is and how she’s growing up each day.

Gone are the sleepless nights but we’ve got plenty of cheerful mornings when we wake up with a smile.

And while sometimes, I still feel a bit overwhelmed at being a mother, I am happier each day knowing we’re making more memories together.

She’s starting school in June which marks another milestone in her life. I am grateful that we can send her to a great school and I can be there for her.

Yes, it’s been four wonderful years and sometimes, I still tear up when I see her acting all grown up and independent.

I’m excited to see what’s in store for my little big girl. In the meantime, I’ll enjoy and I’ll remember every day, every moment I get to spend with her.

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