During this sicky time, Kate celebrated her 2nd birthday. November 12th, to be exact. It is really hard to wrap my mind around the fact that I am a mother…much less a mother of a 2 year old AND a newborn. I love it, though. I wouldn’t change a thing. (Well, I wouldn’t mind being a little skinnier these days.) During all last week Kate and I practiced saying and showing how old she is. She can do it, but alas, she WILL NOT perform for her Daddy or the camera. So, y’all are just going to have to take my word for it. Kate says, “I twooo.” And holds up two fingers. Adorable. But, of course I think that.
I was feeling particularly blue the day after Kate’s birthday. Not really feeling well. Tired from sick children. Emotional for no reason (none I could fathom). Brian caught me when he came home from work, sitting in the dark, staring at the computer screen, crying like a baby. I looked through these past 2 years of pictures. I am so completely blessed. My little Kate has brought more joy than I ever imagined. Yet, I am still a little saddened by how quickly time passes by. I mean…this was just YESTERDAY…wasn’t it?
Okay, the walk down memory lane is over. For now, anyway. Last year we had a big party with both sets of grandparents and all the cousins (except 1), a pinata, an awesome chicken cake, dinner, games, etc. It was her first birthday. We had had quite a tough year. So, we celebrated.
This year, was more low key. Just dinner with us. It was nice. Her big brother came and visited. We had cake, ice cream, and presents. She really didn’t feel well, but that didn’t stop her from having fun. She helped mommy make the cake.
It was a good day, all around. A little bittersweet for mommy, though. Kate wore herself out playing with brother. She slept long and hard that night. The next day we went to the park…where she swung herself silly.
Side note: The head is still left on the puppy cake. It looks kind of creepy. The head sitting on the plate. But, I think I can still eat it. I do love cake. Maybe I will go eat some now.