Ode (n) : a poem in which a person expresses a strong feeling of love or respect for someone (Desiree) or something (motherhood)
No longer a baby, you’re a little person. A funny little person, at times, and a sweet little person MOST of the time… (you are a toddler and I take full responsibility for your impatient traits!) As your mother, your birthday is a celebration of your life and mine…as mothers will change with, for, and because of their daughters. Birth is a symbol of our creativity. Our feminine creativity to manifest and birth new ideas. So, today, I celebrate all the things you and I have created over this past year — especially all of the memories. I celebrate our smiles, giggles, tears, and… our enhanced perspective. Your birth and your existence symbolize our birthright to freedom…freedom and joy. If not for myself alone, then for you always and us together. In our lifetime quest to Dream big and “Desiree” more.
Today, I write as I see the world through your two year-old eyes…as the beautiful magical place it truly is.
[Insert Desiree voice here.]
I have become a little person this year. B’bye Desi-baby, hello Desi-bomb? Well, not sure about that title, but let’s just say the boys seemed to have noticed me…
Maybe this is related? Diapers…they seem like a silly necessity to me now. All babies, be free! I must remove their diapers…and, while I’m at it… mine!
Some things have not changed with age. I still enjoy making mealtime a full body experience. Blueberries, spaghetti…things that stain or make my mother carry me arm’s length away from her into bathtub. I also enjoy whatever mama is eating because she’s not good about sharing and I will become Desi-puppy when Dada emerges from the freezer!
I love to clean…or pretend like I’m cleaning. It’s the least I can do…see previous pics.
Haha, thank you, Desiree for so many gifts, but especially this one…courage (as repeated from year one). Children mobilize us in ways we cannot predict or imagine. With guardianship comes responsibility, conviction, and the courage to protect our most precious assets…especially the ones with cute chunky thighs. Happy two, Boo! I love you!