You wanted to stay home and play. Just play with all of your new toys. ‘A stethoscope! Just what I wanted! And it’s pink!’
You sang a lot of songs and scanned a lot of groceries. You stamped and coloured and did ‘sewing’.
Yesterday you had a Super Hero PARTY! You invited your friends to celebrate with you. It was perfect. There was face painting and a comic photo booth. Super hero capes and kite flying. Ball kicking and cupcakes. You pushed your new baby stroller. Superhero mom. And a big cool down in the wading pool. The park was the perfect place to celebrate on a hot summer day. We are so thankful for the friends and family that came to celebrate you!
We decorated your ice cream cake after whipping the whipping cream and choosing the colouring. Of course there were sprinkles, your main requirement. Ice cream cakes are about as delicious as the frosting you eat off your cupcakes because really you could do without the cake part.
You are ‘free’ now. Until yesterday you were two. You read the tag on your clothing and get excited to see it written as ‘3’ knowing that it is ‘perfect’. Just for you. You’ve been waiting to measure your height on the card hanging outside your bedroom door. We were too busy celebrating. So it will have to wait until tomorrow.
I have such happy memories of your birth. I like to revisit that moment which was so hard that I wasn’t sure I could do it and the moments directly after you burst out into the world and cried. We cried, your dad and I, together. Pure happiness at your beautiful cry. And relief. That we could scoop you up in our arms and not let you go. Giving you those first moments to smell us and search for my breast to suckle. Our daughter! Tallula Violet. Leaping waters. Warrior. Little sister. Our little Lula lu.