Today my little baby girl, Sienna O’ren Sanchez is 6.
At 5, you learned to tie your own shoe. You refused for me to make your lunch and just let me suggest and supervise what you put in your lunch box. You became grandpa’s nurse, grandma’s best match, the neutral and judge free person of the chaos of kids in the house.
You stand before bullies unafraid. You aren’t afraid to state your opinion. You are daddy’s little girl but because you and I are so the same. You are strong physically and mentally. You are the only kid I know that can do 25 push-ups correctly. You are so helpful, so full of common sense that you wow me. You are a hard worker and extremely smart.
You smell like sweet bread all the time. The blankie we call Pillow that you carry around and sucking your thumb remind us that you are still very little, and give us glimpses that you are still out sweet baby girl. I love how you demand your naps, you are my movie buddy and your fierceness is something even I can envy.
I don’t know where you came from… well I know but what I am referring to is your spirit. You are only 6 but you have done, said and become so much. You are a born leader but you are kind sweet and extremely strong.
The truth is there will never be another girl like you. Never! You are so special and so rare. You are the love of my life. You are loved and cherished by your daddy, uncles, aunts, grandma, grandpas, friends, brothers, sister and so much by me. I met you first! Don’t forget!
I love you princess. Don’t change! Keep marching to the beat of your own drum.
I love always and forever. For as long as I am living my baby you will be!
Overall, my Christmas and New Years was good. My department at my company shuts down forcing us to take the two weeks. They never have to twist my arm about it.
The only thing that was really bad this holiday season was all the sickness. A few days before Christmas I got a cold and my daughter did as well. My cold lasted all the way til Christmas. During those days each one of my children got fever, sore throats, the works. Then once everyone got it, my kids got the stomach flu a few days before New Years. One by one, family members were dropping like flies. In fact, my hubby was basically unconscious for two days. He got the combo: flu and stomach flu. I was the only one who didn’t get the stomach flu. According to the hubs, I did.
I started to feel sick Thursday evening. I immediately was worried cause I am wuss when it comes to throwing up or anything stomach related. I was feeling so queasy I retired early to bed. Sometime in the middle night I up-chucked! It was horrible. It always is. My hubs comforted me afterwards that it was just the stomach flu.
However, as soon as I threw up I immediately felt better. Like instantly. I didn’t feel horrible or dizzy or any of the other symptoms my husband was assuring would soon follow.
So what did I do?
I milked it…. yep, the entire day. I slept the entire day. My hubby was so nice, and comforting bringing me whatever I asked for. Every time he would come in I would act groggy which I was from sleeping all day. He even made dinner.
I have always wanted to sleep all day. I miss sleep. Sleep has become the holy grail for me. And obviously, I needed it cause I slept the entire day. And when I got bored because people stopped checking on me or paying attention to me, I limped downstairs and ate dinner like at 6pm.
Do I feel bad?
Not really….. I mean. I did throw up. Thats pretty hardcore. It shakes you to your very core.
Hmm, why am I feeling judgment from you all. Do I have to quote Ferris Bueller??? I basically am Ferris Bueller… just the mommy/wife version. Where is that movie??
Wait…. it would just be a movie about someone sleeping huh?
Today is your birthday.
Today 7 years ago, you made me a mommy. I remember how little your were when they placed you on the chest. The very first thing I noticed was how red and full your baby lips were. As I studied your little body, every baby body part was pink.
It reminded me of how Homer from The Odyssey described the sunrise and little pink baby fingers that crept over the horizon.
It was at that moment I felt I was asleep for all the previous years and was finally awake.
It wasn’t until that very moment that I realized I was a mother, thanks to you.
So in reality you have given me the very best gift possible.
I feel as it was just yesterday that I was hauling your car seat around. I remember going to stores and looking at your face and seeing you smile at me filled me with love.
I remember thinking at the very moment you are my very best friend. I couldn’t wait for you to walk. I couldn’t wait to hold your hand and lead you places.
And now you are in second grade. You now are leading me. You want to join cheerleading. You want to be famous singer/actress and a principal. You have the most admirable love for animals. Seeing you cry at movies moves me because its so clear that you wear your heart on your sleeve much like your mother. And as a big sister, your sister and brother look up to you like they should.
I love you, I love Sienna and I love Ryan all equally but differently. You guys are my babies!! However you, Savannah, are the moment that started it all for me.
I realize too that I am hard you at times. Just know that I love you and that I know you better than you know yourself. How?
Because I was you, and I felt the way you did about things and the way you talk about things reminds me of me. I want the very best for you. I want to push you to be the very best you. I want you to succeed and be happy. In the end it’s not about being famous; you are already famous to me and Daddy! You are more than we could ever ask for!!
“To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world”
I love you NaNa!!
My daughter (6-year-old) wanted to join her school’s track team. So we went to a few practices and she really liked it.
They separate the grades into groups. She is a first grader so she trains with Pre-Kinder and the Kindergartners.
Eventually I got involved. I became a coach. I was excited because I got to spend even more time with my daughter. I also got to meet an awesome group of kids. Kids that absolutely fell in love with. Kids that motivated me.
My daughter took off with track. She was better than we could imagine. And she loved it. All the kids did actually.
After hundreds of practices and several track and field meets, we finally come down to the day before our “Olympics”.
I am completely freaking out. I am. It’s awesome that are kids are doing so well and placing but it’s still scary because we will be in a high school stadium tomorrow. It is the real thing. I am just so full of anxiety.
I don’t think our kids will do bad. Right now in our district we are first place. I think I am just scared and excited like the way you feel when you are about to bungee jump.
We will do well. Our kids are excellent. And this is just start for many more competitions to start.
So here’s to the Helen Ball Dalmatians.