Dear Miss. Ivy,
Today you are 12! I can’t believe you came into the world 12 years ago screaming and me? Crying. The day you were born was the best day of my life. My dad told me from that moment on that time would fly, and I should have believed him harder. Because let me tell you, I blinked and here we are.
Lately, I’ve been looking at you in so much awe, just thinking to myself how much you look like your dad but you have all my personality. And even then, you’re still neither of us. You’re your own entire, not-so-little person.
You’re a preteen now. A real-life preteen.
I just hope you know how wonderful you are in every single way, and how much I love you. Because you gave me a gift no one else ever could not just becoming a mom, but truly understanding the meaning of being selfless.
I love you today on your birthday, tomorrow when it’s come and gone, and every single day after that, forever.
Happiest birthday, my Ivy.
