Today Emily is 16. It's crazy hard to believe that I have a 16 year old daughter. I brought out the baby book this morning because I had forgotten what time she was born. Kids birthdays always put me in a reminiscent mood of the day they were born. Emmy was my first. The kid that made me a Mommy. She was born at 1:02pm. She was 7 lbs 7 oz and 20 and 1/2 inches long. She was such a great baby and even a better toddler. I remember when she used to wake up in the mornings she would just stay in her room and play until I woke up and came in- entertaining herself quietly.
I used to wonder what she would be like when she was 16. I tried to picture how she would look and what her personality would be like. She is even more than I ever imagined. She is so smart. This girl has never gotten any grade lower than an A. From the 1st grade! She is 3 days away from being a sophomore. She is so driven and has huge goals for her future. I know, without a doubt, that she will reach those goals. She is beautiful and clever and whitty! Oh, how I love that girl!
It's weird- she is like an extension on me. It feels like my arms are outstretched and she is an attached to them. I know I'm not explaining that well. It's like there is a piece of me walking around out there. I guess maybe that's my heart? My heart she carries with her? Oh my word! How cheesy am I today?
Happy sweet 16, dear Emily! I love you seems so minor for how I feel about you, kid!
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