It’s hard to believe you’ve only been with us for two-and-a-half years,
Because I started to really breathe the day you were born.
The forty-two years before you came into our arms were just motions,
And when you came into our world; this house became a home.

Your little voice, your little giggles, and even your little cries,
Give me goosebumps, making me want to freeze time,
Making me want to slow your growth…keep you small and innocent.

But you’re growing so fast, and it makes me so happy and sad,
I want to see you sprout, be vibrant, go be that Superwoman,
But I love my little Supergirl, the innocence, the little roars, the little salty tears.

Those little roars will soon become thunder that swats the stars and stunts the moon.
Shoot for the stars and fly amongst them. Be our Supergirl for now.
There’s no rush to grow up too fast. Superwoman is already coming. The world will see it.

XO.

Momma and Dada love you so much!

October 6, 2020 (2.5 years old)