My baby turned five yesterday. Five. How the heck did that happen? I know, you're tired of hearing parents say this, but it's true - time flies freaking fast! Next month my baby will be in full-day kindergarten! So not a baby anymore.
I remember Davis being born + teasing my mum that I was going to call her Phoebe :) She did not like the name and was hoping that I went with the name "Davis". Growing up there were so many girls with my name or variations of my name: kristen, kristin, kristan, kirsten, christina, christine. I had decided long ago, if I had a girl, I would try to find a name that was beautiful, but different. Hence, the name, Davis.
As with my first pregnancy, I did not want to know what I was having but I had Placenta Accreta, so I had level 2 ultrasounds every month. You do not have to be a technician to be able to read those ultrasound images. I would be having a girl. whoo hooo. William was 22 months old. Happy, healthy, adorable and a boy. So now I would have two kids...one of each. What a cliche I would be :)
I had always wanted three kids, but there was a good chance I was going to have to have a hysterectomy if the Placenta Accreta (PA) was severe. It turned out I did not have to have one. Later on my doctors suggested that if I got pregnant again, the PA would most definitely be more severe next time around and suggested – I be done :)
So two it is. My William. My Davis. My loves. They make me a better person. I want everything for them. everything. For those of you who are parents, you know where I am coming from. Your love for your kids is unbelievable. Those without children, oh, just you wait :)
It's amazing to look at both my kids and see myself in them... especially Davis. Everyone says William is a little Neal, and Davis is a little me. She puts her hands on her hips, has an easy going manner and an infectious laugh that I can hear in a room filled with kids. A cry – just the same. The other night while watching, "so you think you can dance" {our current favorite show} she leaned over, gave me a kiss and said, "mummy, I wish we had a maid." and I turned to her and said, "me too!" and she continued with, "that way she could get me my coco, instead of you." Funny girl huh?
Sweet, funny, and artistic. Oh, and cute, cute, cute. Cute in appearance, cute in behaviour. She is kind. She is happy. She is five. She is mine. Happy Birthday my lovely girl. Wishing you nothing but happiness, always. love mummy








