The Time...It Keeps Flying

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new. ~Rajneesh







Liam and Ella, My Darlings -

You are 3 years old today and I just. cannot. believe. it. Where has the time gone? Where are my little tiny babies?

You are so big now - so strong and vibrant - and so funny. You have outrageous senses of humor and keep me, and everyone else, laughing. You both love music and often break out into a funny little dance that is quite unique. It's a cross between a carpenter sawing a 2x4 and an 80 year-old man trying to get down at a square dance.

You're very talkative little people and I love it. It can get to be a bit much sometimes, but I wouldn't change it for the world. Ella, you are easily offended if someone suggests that you be quiet and usually turn it up a notch, just to prove your point. For a while, your favorite saying was, "I can't won't be quiet!" And, that's pretty much still the case. When you guys were about 6 months old, we ran into a little boy at Borders who was talking his father's ear off. I asked how old he was and was told that he was 3. I remember thinking then, in the haze that was the sleeplessness of your first year, that the day would never come when you would be like that. I was so very, very wrong.

You love playing at Nana's (you adore your Nana), and you love it when we have company. You have lots of favorite people, but the Movers seem to always top the list when asked whom you love the most.

Liam, you love "real" dogs (read: not chihuahuas like our Jack) and are so very sweet with them. Your current obsession is Aunt N's dog. You follow her around from room to room and sit on the floor next to her, petting and loving her. It melts my heart. One day, I promise that we'll get a "real" dog.

You sleep together on the futon in your bedroom, having given up your daybeds a while ago. Ella, you're a lot like Mumma when you sleep. You crash hard and almost always sleep on your stomach. You don't like to be cuddled in your sleep (although I always snuggle with you for a bit before I go to bed at night). Liam, you move around a lot in your sleep and are usually aware when I come in the room to check on you. You roll over sweetly and cuddle in with me for a few moments and I treasure that time. Every night, I sneak in to you both, snuggle up and whisper in your ears how much I love you. And I do. And I always, always will.

Liam and Ella, I love you so much and I am the luckiest Mumma in the entire world. You are the greatest blessings of my life and, even though you're really, really, supremely awesome at annoying each other sometimes and at making me want to pull my hair out, I love every moment of being your mother. You share a bond that is magical and I am so lucky to witness it every day.

I'm looking forward to an amazing year of growth, fun, good times and learning with you, my loves.

Love,
Mumma