It's all you've talked about for the last few days.
"I'm going to be FIVE!!"
"I'll be big when I am 5!!!"
"Tomorrow I'll be 5!"
"I am SO big, because I am five"
"Hey mommy guess what.......I am FIVE!"
"Yesterday I turned 5, and today, I'm STILL 5!"
So..... you get it, but I still don't.
As I checked on you last night, kissed your little cheek as you snored, I remembered our first night together.
I didn't want them to take you out of our room--they said I wouldn't get much sleep, but I was ok with that. I wanted you right next to me, so I could look at you whenever I wanted to. And I did....all night. I watched the air move in and out of your teeny little chest. Watched your every wiggle. I couldn't believe that you were finally here, and that you were all mine. I couldn't stop watching.
And as I sat last night on your bed, I can't help but feel as though I blinked--and here we are five years later. Five years...it all goes by so quickly.
You are growing....and there is nothing I can do about it (no really, I've looked into it:)
But even after five years, you continue to amaze me! I learn something new every day. I watch you play. I watch you learn. I watch you laugh so hard--you are so silly!
And I still can't believe that you are mine. All mine.
I will still check on you every night, and every now and then I know I'll have little glimpses of that first night you were here with us. Because no matter how big you get--no matter if you are "so big and giant because [you] are five", YOU, are still my baby.