Things about 3
And just like that, our little baby is 3.
3 years ago, she came into the world, after a pretty grueling labor. I’ll never forget Livi rubbing my back as I groaned through contractions at home – just before Tom dropped her off to enjoy her first sleepover ever at our friend Betsy’s house – and when P finally came out, the nurses had the biggest smiles on their faces. I love the joy in all of her birth photos. Everyone was so happy she made it here safely, and equally surprised to see a toddler-sized human come out of my body.
We’ve been through so much in 3 years. Even when we were in the height of her reflux, she was still the happiest baby when she wasn’t sick. She’s always been snuggly, smiley, and so in tune with everyone around her. I’ve always felt like she was older and wiser than she actually is, and so many people in our lives say the same thing. The preschool teachers at her school couldn’t believe she was “only 2” because she acts, talks, and looks so much older. She’s like a tiny buddha, often spouting words of wisdom far beyond her years.
Liv and P are completely different, and complement each other so perfectly. They’re the sweetest little sisters and 100% best friends. They get along extremely well and are always looking out for each other. If I think about it too much, it makes me cry. I just feel so lucky to have them.
Here are some things about 3:
– 3 is big, but still little. She can do so many things on her own, like get dressed from head to toe, but will always still ask for a snuggle or a hug. She’s still my baby koala and loves when I hold her. I feel like she’s half as tall as I am already, so I’m holding her as long as I can. Even though she feels so much older than she is, I always have to remind myself that she’s barely 3.
– 3 is copying her sister in any possible way. From things like talking like a parrot (complete with, “Squack!” after every sentence), crazy dance moves, and telling me to, “Just chill, mom.”
– 3 is fearless and confident. I just hope we can do everything we can to protect and cultivate that confidence so it will last as she grows.
– 3 is carrying around a plush sloth because, “He’s my best friend.”
– 3 years goes simultaneously slowly and also flashes in the blink of an eye. I feel myself missing these ages and stages even though they’re happening right now. I look at the girls and wonder how the heck I lived without them for so long.
Happy 3, sweet P. We love you so much and I feel so thankful to be your mama.
Happy Birthday to Miss P! 3 seems like such a big turning point. She and Livi are always adorable together, and you and the Pilot do such a fantastic job parenting!
Happy Birthday to Penelope! When I first read “Things About Three,” I immediately thought, “what?? a third baby??!” but then I remembered reading your two and through post, haha.
Happy birthday Penelope! What a sweet birthday note. I went back and read your linked post about reflux as we are just coming out of that with our 4 month old (our first). He never had the choking or breathing problems that P did, but he did have the tummy pains that made him scream. Ours was resolved with Zantac, a probiotic, me eliminating dairy (although he doesn’t have a true allergy, it has seemed to help) and using Alimentum. Even though we are finally on the other side of it, those moments of him writhing and screaming in pain are forever burned on my brain. It just helps to read someone else’s account to know that “this too shall pass.” Thanks for always sharing your precious family with us.
How sweet! I actually read this and was like wait she’s only 3? She definitely appears much older! Hope you guys have a great celebration day.
This was so sweet and brought tears to my eyes. I have a 4 year old girl and a 2 year old girl that will be 3 in January and I love seeing them together! I, too, have to remind myself that Clara (my 2 year old) is only 2. She acts so much older than her age!
Happy Birthday to your sweet little lady! They are so blessed to have you as their mama!
Happy birthday to sweet little P! 🙂
Happiest Birthday to you P!!! This post gave me chills and I wanted to cry. My baby (second daughter) will be 4 in a few weeks and I can relate to so many of your feelings. It’s so hard to let that second and youngest one grow up. She doesn’t need me as much as she used to, but still wants me to hold her and snuggle her. I do it for as long and often as I can.