Baby Girl

Someday I will look back on your fifth birthday and realize how small you still were, but not today.

Someday, I will look back and pray that you are only five again as I did at only one, only two, only three and only four, but not today.

Someday, I will wish back this year, this silliness, this delightful age, but not today. 

Someday, I will want to hold five-year-old you in my arms again, but not today.

Someday, I will think five is still little, but not today.

Today, I look back at the five years I have held you in my arms and see how much you have grown. I watched your tiny tears fade and your silly smile cover your beautiful face. I have heard you utter your first word, and my ears have swollen hearing every word since. I watched you take your first step, caught you when you took your first tumble, and now I run along side you to witness the athlete you are becoming. I rubbed your bald head each night and sang a sweet song my voice cracking all the while, and now I brush and braid your hair each morning and we rock out along to the radio. You had a rough start, I held you night after night, day after day, barely leaving your side until we began to see some progress, and say that first silly smile. We are truly blessed to begin to get a handle on keeping you the happy and healthy, beautiful gift from God that you are....No longer a little kid, truly a big girl, and always my baby.