Lily turns 7 soon. Since Stella was born, she had to share her birthday parties with Stella. Their birthdays are two days apart! For this seventh birthday bash, we promised her her own party. We are celebrating it a week before her actual birthdate. Since last summer was all about Littlest Pet Shop for all three sisters, she said she wanted LPS everything. It’ll be called “Lily’s Pet Shop”.
I don’t think I was able to write a birthday story last year for Lily. As always, organizing parties for two girls at the same time leaves me with little time to reflect. So for this year, Lily gets her own day and own party, I’m writing about her before things get too busy.
I think it was Lily’s birth that taught me how to really be a mom. I loved Sophia from the moment she was in my womb. And when Lily was born, I was confused about loving two equally. She’s proof that the heart simply just grows and loves automatically.
On her 3rd birthday, I was already having contractions. Stella was born two days later. I still wanted to give her a celebration so I organized a McDonalds birthday party for Lily a few days later, even though I couldn’t be there with the newborn. Oh my heart was so broken then. I so wanted to be with her.
Lily’s life is full of pink and glitters. She can burst out in to song and dance in the middle of no where. She draws and paints with a passion from her gut. I like to keep her talent raw and untrained as long as possible. She has her own style.
Minutes before her party last year (joint with Stella). She ran to me from across the room and did our forehead kiss. She said, “This day started out not so good but now it’s the best day of my life. Thank you for this party mommy.” It is such a joy to do things for her.
I’m scared of middle child issues. I was somewhat a middle child too, being 2nd of four. Lily has found her comfortable and secure place within our family. Sometimes I think she grew up too fast. But then I remember that up to today she still wears glitter and feathers just like when she was 2.
She’s not fearless like her Ate. She carefully calculates every move. Already she knows she hates speed and heights — so much like me. After weighing things for a couple of hours, she decided to ride this baby roller coaster in Marineland last spring. Then she loved it and even gathered enough guts to raise her hand! It’s not something I could have told her to do. She likes figuring it out by herself.
She loves to dance. Unfortunately she’s only had a few baby ballet lessons. She wanted dance as an extra-curricular activity this year. I tried. But her academic schedule is just… insane. I hope to find her a dance school with a workable schedule.
Don’t grow up too fast, Little Miss Lily. Love you forever.