Mia at 3

Mama Mia

A belated bday post for Mia, two months late because #secondkid. All the cliches are true. Lately time has felt especially fleeting, witnessing my girls grow up. Here is a quick love letter to Mia, just over three.

My Mia June. June Bug. MJ. Quesadilla. Tortilla. I couldn't be more in love. You're gorgeous inside and out. You love mac and cheese and watermelon popsicles. You say things like "don't worry" and "you gotta be kidding me." You are hilarious. Seriously, I'm not sure where your comedic instincts come from. You are the absolute yummiest. I am obsessed, smitten as a horse, as we sometimes say. You are protective of your big sister. You are affectionate and love snuggling. You fit perfectly in my arms; I am happiest holding you, nuzzling you. Sometimes when I’m with you I think I need to have another kid! And then I realize, I just want more you. I want to freeze you at this age and this delicious stage. So, once again, I am focusing on being more present, embracing the now and truly appreciating this very moment. When I get to do school pickup you light up upon my arrival, come running. I hold you in my arms, in the parking lot, for several minutes. This is not the time to rush. These are the times to savor. Tonight during bedtime you said, "I want to snuggle you forever right now." You took the words right out of my mouth.

xoxo