Yesterday, it was my baby girl’s seventeenth birthday and when I made the post for my blog I blew it by not posting about her birthday, how amazing she is, or how much I love her. I have many reasons why this happened but in the end they are just excuses and the truth is I blew it and I am really really sorry.
I doubt I could convey in any amount of words how special my middle child is. Especially since we were told we would never have children and then to discover that we were not going to just have one child but a second one as well. Our joy level was through the roof. After she was born on a Thursday evening late in April of 1996, we were amazed at how quick she was off to learn things. It seemed that whatever her big sister was doing she had to do and do it better if at all possible. Some times that meant being there first like being the first to be potty trained. Other times it was just doing it earlier than her sister like learning to walk. No matter what it was, if she saw her sister doing it, then she was in the race to try and do it herself.
To top all of this off, she was a climber. I can remember one time walking out into the living room to find her walking on about a two inch thick beam that supported the top of the couch. As she saw me coming, she hurled herself into the air in my direction. Fortunately back then my reflexes were much better than they are today and I caught her. In fact, she always kept me on my toes with little tricks like this one or coming into tuck her into bed and have her run and leap off of the bed into my arms. Fond memories.
And I can not tell you how much it meant to me to be able to be a mentor to her with her choice of the field of computers. She is following in her old man’s (really really young man’s I mean) footsteps but in a better way. She is getting far better grades than I did in high school because she works hard. And I know that there is nothing that she sets her mind too that she could not achieve. I am so proud of my baby girl.
So, when I say that I love my darling princess and baby girl, I really mean it. And when I say that I am sorry that yesterday I did not post about how amazing she is and how much I love her, I really mean it. And when I say, I feel like a heel and I should, I really mean it. I totally blew it and my daughter has every right to be upset with me. I am really really really sorry and hope she forgives me because she is such a special amazing awesome wonderful loving caring compassionate and forgiving daughter. I love you!
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