I love birthdays. My Mom always made mine somehow special. It does not mean plenty of presents to unwrap, but a reminder I was loved and wanted. This is how I want my daughters to feel in their birthdays.
I wish I was a crafty Mom that would decorate the entire home, but I am not (someday maybe) and that is totally okay I guess.
Koala appreciates, when she wakes up on her birthday morning, to be greeted by a lot of boundary wishes from us, and to choose what we will eat and activities.
This morning, the 3 of us woke up earlier, got busy making crêpes in the kitchen, wrapped the last gifts, and waited for her.
It felt good.
6 years ago, we were still living in Toulouse (France).
Koala was already special while in my womb, I cannot explain how or why but it was such a different experience than for Grenouille (who is special to me as well, in other ways).
So much changed in six years…
Koala is funny, quirky, gracious, passionate, loving, caring, angry at times, she knows what she wants and goes for it.
She still is our baby.
(Today also marks my half-birthday ! Ahah)
(Tired, but happy)