8. Birthday Poem

30 Mar

In the beginning… one photo, a phone call, shrieks, a flurry of phone dialing, fingers texting, broad smiles bigger than a house, the slow trickling in of information and a long, long, long wait.

One… the weight of your body resting on my chest, the full hot lovely weight of you, curling fingers around mine, the smell of Burt’s Bees, trust in your half-open eyes, words not yet formed.

Two… questions and curiousity, giggling girls nibbling frosted blueberry muffins, crinkling colorful wrapping paper, mylar balloons, the adventure of entering a room with a friend by your side and your parents so far away in the next room, maybe even on the other side of a door.

Three… a newfound love for plants, the village conservatory, cacti, a bird that talks, chasing cousins around and around and around the circle, any circle, parents and aunties and grownup friends looking on with pure joy.

Four… singing in your first concert, craving olives and hummus, loving storytime and snuggles, fairy wings and playing pretend.

Five… moving houses, moving schools, nature walks and pressed leaves, eyeglasses, reading, trips to the lake with family and friends, paddling a kayak, learning to swim, Kindergarten.  A whole new world.

Six… yoga. And Brownies.

Seven… fancy dresses, sassing back, holding your own “sit-in” on a low stone wall, Pokémon, chapter books, heading to the end of our block on your scooter — on your own. Beginning to build a rich, lively, funny, supportive circle of mismatched and fabulous friends, some of whom will stay with you for a long, long, long time. Maybe even for life.

Eight

I cherish you each day, and I am honored and awed to watch you grow.  Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!

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5 Responses to “8. Birthday Poem”

  1. windycityvirgins March 30, 2012 at 7:40 am #

    ok, that one made me CRY! Happy Happy Birthday to the little peanut – hope you have a wonderful weekend.

    • rrp69 April 4, 2012 at 8:19 pm #

      Thank you, Cindy.

  2. Heather April 3, 2012 at 9:00 am #

    Beautiful. Just beautiful.
    It’s amazing watching children learn and grow and transform.
    I hope you all had a wonderful day!

    • rrp69 April 4, 2012 at 8:32 pm #

      Thank you, Heather. It IS amazing… shocking sometimes how quickly they transform, in what directions they grow, and which milestones they find worthy of celebration. Of all the good wishes, treats and treasures our young one enjoyed this weekend, it was the DSi that won her heart. I can’t imagine we’ll top that for years to come. So I guess 8 begins… with technology.

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