As I sit writing this I have a five year old, when it is published I will have a six year old….six how can it be? Wasn’t it just yesterday I was waking my husband up at five in the morning to tell him I was pregnant, wasn’t it just yesterday I was figuring out my due date, making sure it want going to be the same as my first born? On May, 14 2009 at 12:56 we went from a family of three to a family of four. We went from having one car seat to two, from a single stroller to a double, from one crib to two all this happened six years ago. From the moment I found out I was pregnant I knew I was having a girl, I knew her name was going to be Zoe Elizabeth, that is until Mr. O suggested we change her middle name to Laura after my grandmother. This change made her the fourth generation to carry the name Laura in my family, the initial “L” was also after my recently deceased grandfather, and his middle name was Leo.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that we decided to take both children on vacation when she was just 3 months old, or that we were fighting with our then pediatrician to get to the bottom of her constant crying and belly troubles? That first year was tough; we were struggling to find our new dynamic, struggling to afford the new formula our daughter had to be on because of her milk allergy, struggling through my postpartum depression. That first year went by too fast, and the subsequent years have gone even faster!!!
The past six years have been filled with laughter and tears, achievements and disappointments, love and loss, struggles and achievements. There have been vacations, dance classes, fights over clothes, painted nails and skinned knees. Zoe can dress the part of a dainty little girl, but don’t let that fool you; she is a child who knows what she wants and will argue a point with you until she is blue in the face…..reminds me of someone else I know. She loves to dance and twirl, but she will also climb on top of a rock like all the boys do, she will ask for me to paint her nails and then go dig for worms in the mud with her dad. She has gone from a child who didn’t care for books as a toddler to a child who will “read” to herself or her dolls. Often times you can hear her before you ever see her, she will notice every car that drives by or when the neighbor walks their dog which has earned her the title of “Mayor” in our little neighborhood. Everyone wants to be her friend, but she will only play with a few children that she chooses.
She is the reason I have more gray hairs, more laugh lines, and more silliness in my life. Recently she has begun calling me princess as in “Let’s go princess it’s time for ballet” when asked who the queen is she says “me of course”. She can bring a room of adults howling with laughter, which has prompted her own hashtag #thingszoesays that I started as a way to keep others laughing along with us. Often times I will preface a statement regarding something she has said or done with the phrase “I couldn’t make this up if I tried” and it’s true. Recently when she realized that her brother keeps a magazine or books that he is reading under his pillow she began doing the same thing only she keeps a book, crayons, paper dolls, and even a pair of children’s scissors amongst other things. Every day as her mother is an adventure.
I don’t know what the future holds for her or me, or anyone for that fact but I do know that whatever she decides to do with her life she will ROCK at it. Zoe has an unbelievable spirit that makes her who she is, she is the best of everything Mr. O and I possess in us. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZOE, as I said on Facebook yesterday, the world is yours go out and get it!!! xoxo Mama
May 14, 2015