Oh Delilah. ( No, she's not named for the Plain White T's song "Hey there, Delilah" )
She's just Delilah, and she's the smallest blue-eyed girl in this crazy family. Today she turns one!
It's such a cliche' to say, but where did the time go? I feel like every year the time speeds by faster.
When I was kid I remember sitting in my kitchen, waiting to go to a Halloween Party for Andrea Johnston. I think I was a kitty. My mom had painted whiskers on my face and I sat in the kitchen, waiting for the party.
"Mom, when do we get to leave?"
"When the big hand is here ( points ) and the small hand is here."
UGH! REALLY?! THAT'S FOREVER!
So, I did what any kid would do... sat and watched the clock tick by the minutes. Staring it down, hoping that by doing so I could somehow harness the force and make it go faster.
I think that it was only like 45 minutes or something that I had to wait; but that might have well been 5 hours as far as I was concerned.
Why can't time be like that anymore? 45 minutes? That is how long it takes for me to get myself and three kids prepared to leave my house. 45 minutes? That's nothing! I blink and 45 minutes has passed me by.
Maybe its because my time is more precious these days. Maybe its because the time is more meaningful and I spend it doing more than just sitting, staring, and literally counting the minutes as they tick by.
I have so much more to do these days, and what seems like so much less time in order to do it all in.
Delilah turns one today, and it feels like she was born yesterday.
Just like yesterday when Andy and I took the girls to his parents to spend the night, and we went to eat dinner one last time as a couple who had only two children; soon to enter the world as parents of three. We would soon be outnumbered by our kids.
It hasn't really gone away in the blink of an eye. I have cherished and held every moment in my heart of the past year. She has gone from a tiny infant, barely able to do anything, to a walking and talking little person. She eats solid food and drinks from a sippy cup and walks, runs and gives high-fives. She laughs at things that are funny. She smiles at people, and scowls at them when she's examining them. She dances and sings. She beats her sisters right back when they get too rough with her. She loves fruit and vegetables. She doesn't like her drinks too cold. She only like to cuddle when she gets hurt and thinks she can do it all on her own. She doesn't need your help, so independent. She talks alll the time, baby talk right now with some words thrown in here and there, like: mama, dada, oma, bang, lilah, baba, hi, and byebye.
What seems like yesterday when this tiny baby came into our lives... today stands a rambunctious little person capable of great things.
Happy Birthday, Delilah. I promise not to blink to miss anything. I'm sure it won't go by too fast for you, but it already is going by too fast for me.
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