And Then She Was Three...

Tonight is the eve of my beautiful daughters third birthday. It is always hard for me to look back on their little lives so far. Not only is the nostalgia of their babydom already bittersweet, but then I always question whether I am doing a good job. Did I read enough books to her last year? Did I give her enough love, attention, affirmation, etc. I know I cant beat myself up on the small things, but every birthday I vow to do better. I think every mom feels the pinch of time with their babies. The responsibility involved in developing these little beings into children of God is a little overwhelming to me sometimes. It is up to me to develop their character? I know the Lord doesn't give you more than you can handle, but I honestly wonder 'Was he sure on this one?' Three is not typically hailed as one of the 'big' birthdays, but it is the one wear the baby-ness starts to fade and the new young girl starts to develop. Durie is our second child, and is as opposite from Novee as hot and cold. After having a daughter already, I expected Durie to be born with the same looks, personality, etc. She had other plans. Hair as light as the snow and eyes as blue as the ocean, these angelic looks easily deceive you. This childs personality rivals a firecracker. She has a quick wit, and an imagination that keeps her in her own world. Her truly has a heart of gold and searches for laughter from her sisters and parents. Everyday with her brings something new to my life: new insight, new frustration and always a new smile. Happy Birthday Sugarpea. I love you!