sophia francesca {last day of 12}

here i am again, two years later. remember 10/11? ‘ tomorrow, 3.15,  my littlest girlie will be 13.
officially a teen.
this is not new territory for me but it is, once again, the last of things…last baby, last baby steps, last crib, last first day of kindergarten, last set of training wheels, last tooth fairy (well, not really.) there are plenty of firsts waiting for her, but today i can’t help but think of the ‘lasts.’
i am thankful, however, that she hasn’t outgrown everything.  she still likes hanging out with us, and dare i say snuggling with us. our room has never been off limits to a sweet face asking to climb into bed with us. and never will.
there’s always a buzz of music, chattering, keyboard clicks, and laughter coming from her room.
she loves life and life loves her.

as we were driving in the car today, i told her that i was nowhere, and i mean nowhere, near as confidant, grounded or sure of so many things as she is when i was her age. she looked like she didn’t believe me. i assured her it was true.
along with that self confidence, she is also filled with an abundant amount of love, intelligence, sweetness, empathy, deep understanding and joy.
she just shines.
{a little fact: sophia can apply make up better and is more up on any trends than me even after 20 something years of doing so professionally. and she checks mine…to be sure i look presentable. if not, she fixes me. how lucky am i!}

a few years ago we were talking about life and the question of why we’re all here. i told her that we’re all here to help others and spread love and joy. i also told her that i just knew that her specific reason for being born was to help mankind in some way.
she would have to figure out the how’s, but i had no doubt and i still have no doubt.
i have been so blessed with all my girls, i am so thankful. they make me who i am.

happy last night of  being 12. tomorrow, it’s your birthday…girlie.

 

happy birthday eve and in case i haven’t told you enough, i love you sooooooooooo much.
mommy

i literally walked into her room tonight and said, we need to take some picts of you right now. so these are pretty much real life. no cleaning her room, no primping up, just a ‘last’ day of being 12.

joy.