This cutie just had a birthday, and I'm amazed. After 5 boys, I thought I was getting the hang of the whole "child growing up" thing. But then Heaven sends me this... girl... and everything is different. For starters, she's taller than her older brothers were at this age (except for the one brother who is honestly closer to 7 feet tall than 6 feet). She thinks differently. She still hates having her hair brushed. She is more gentle. She goes through a range of emotions at lightening speed, and lands gracefully back at her usual plucky. The boys didn't go on crying jags. The boys didn't get offended when someone else would talk over them. The boys didn't begin puberty until junior high!
So here I am, a mother of boys, a sister of brothers, trying to navigate these growing up girl waters. They are occasionally choppy. Mostly, however, it has been a delight. I didn't expect our "your body is changing" talks to be so heart-felt. I didn't expect her fierce hugs. I am loving watching her grow into fierce young lady. And as she walks down the sidewalk, I marvel. The metamorphosis from child to woman is beginning, and I am fascinated to watch.
Happy birthday, dear little caterpillar. May this year be full of growth and adventure for you. I have no doubt that it will. I'm looking forward to seeing your wings!