Aria is 5.
I can’t even believe I am typing those words. My tiny baby is 5. I didn’t think I’d be so emotional when this day came. But who am I kidding right? I’m always a wreck when my kid’s birthday come around.
My sweet baby girl. Where do I even start? I remember the day I found out I was pregnant with you. I was scared as hell. Ivy had just turned 1 years old and was still a baby herself. But I knew one thing no matter what I would always love you. The day you were born was one of the best days of my life. I remember tears streaming down my cheeks as I kissed yours. Although you are only 5 you are an old soul. You are the sweetest kid I know. Always willing to help mommy with chores, always willing to nap with daddy so he doesn’t nap alone. Always willing to let your sister be the boss when you play. Always willing to take Kobe out to use the bathroom. My sweet girl. You are so kind, so beautiful, so wildly intelligent and so precious. The world needs more little girls like you. I am forever incredibly lucky to be your mama. The happiest of birthdays baby girl and many more to come.
I love you, happy birthday little mama.
Love, mommy.
