Dedicated

 

 

A daughter is a mother's gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self. ~Author Unknown

So, today is a very special day at our house, a certain daughter of mine is celebrating her 15th birthday.  It's crazy to think she is that old already?  I mean, seriously, I don't feel old enough to have a child that age and it seems like just yesterday when I became a mother for the first time.

 

So, because she has turned into such a beautiful person (inside and out), I decided today's post needed to be dedicated to her and everything she has accomplished so far, and to reflect on some memories from her past.

 

 

I do know that when she was under a year old, as you can see from the above pic and the next one, that she didn't have a ton of hair and earned the nickname "baldy butch" from some family members.

 

 

 

Bald or not, she was the sweetest little person I ever laid eyes on and I didn't care.  To me she was perfect just the way she was.

 

I think on her 1 year pictures she was finally starting to grow some real hair that was gonna stick around for a while.  Hurray!

 

 

 

 

And, from little on, she was very inquisitive and always advanced with many things.  She started walking at 10 months, talking super early and was potty trained at 2 weeks before her second birthday.  Jeff of course will say that she got all her intelligence from him but I would like to take some credit as I did spend a lot of one on one time with her when she was small.  I wish I had all that time now :(

 

In addition to spending a lot of one on one time with her, another thing I instilled in her from very little on was the following:

 

"Don't let anybody make you think they are any better than you are!  You are just as special as the next person and deserve the best just like anybody else."

I think she really took that to heart and has developed into her own unique, genuine person who does what she wants, and dresses like she wants, is friends with who she wants and isn't the least bit fake.  LOVE THAT!!!

 

Sometimes I think at the ripe old age of 15 she is way more mature than a lot of adults when it comes to fairness and not judging others.

 

Honestly, she is my best friend.  I confide in her a lot and she does in me.  I can tell instantly when something isn't "quite right" with her, and I don't know what I'm going to do without her in a few years when she goes off to college and conquers the world head on.

 

Some cute pics to make you smile.  My how she has grown..........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you're reading Mom's post baby girl, I love you more than you can ever know and always, always will.  I love that we think alike and finish each others sentences at times.  I love that we can act completely goofy and insane at times together but that you still "get" that I am the Mom.  I love how much you care for your brothers and help out with them so much and well, I LOVE YOU!!!!  Mwaaahhhh!   XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!