How is it that the seconds and minutes of a day can tick by so slowly, but months fly by with the blink of an eye? Maybe you can explain it to me one day, because I have no idea. All I know is that these past six months have been more amazing than I ever could have imagined, but how can it already be six months already? I'm afraid that if I look away, you'll suddenly be eighteen and away at college and leaving your mama at home with empty nest syndrome. You'll look at this now and think to yourself that eighteen is still eons away and that you can't wait to be a big girl, but I promise you that it'll go by faster than you believe, and far faster than I could ever wish for.
It's sort of silly, being this worked up about six months having gone by. And before, I may have actually thought that. but this is different, this is six months that I've watched you grow up before my eyes and learn to love, laugh, and play. Six months feels huge. A year ago you were even tinier than the sweet potatoes that you love so much, and now you're over two feet long. Six months ago you couldn't hold your head up on your own, and now you're crawling.
I hope I'm a good mom for you. I try my hardest, I really do, but sometimes I think that maybe a beautiful, perfect little girl like you should've been born to a mom that was more experienced, but Uncle Alex always tells me that I'm silly for thinking that. That makes me happy because I wouldn't want you to be with anyone else, I'm keeping you all to myself for as long as I can help it. It just means that we're learning together, I suppose, and there's nothing wrong with that. But even so, I hope that you'll be proud to call me mama, or mommy, or whatever it is that you prefer, because I know that I couldn't be more proud to call you my daughter.
This is my long winded way of wishing you a happy half birthday, my princess. We'll have cupcakes galore just for you. I can't wait to spend more birthdays and half birthdays with you.
Love, always and forever,
