The Girl

Birthday Post

~ Bon Steele ~ 1 Comment

Twelve years ago today, I woke up at 4AM thinking “Now, THAT’S an odd smell*…and why am I wet?”
Thirteen hours and some waddling/crowning hijinks later, I was presented with a red-faced daughter, who was wrapped into perfect burrito form.

This may explain her ongoing fascination with TexMex. Or, that could be my fault.

At any rate, it has been a Kingda Ka sort of 12 years. Terrifying, exhilarating, far and away too quick. To me, she was just that little burrito, just a minute ago. She cannot be developing into a young lady so fast!

But she is. The eye rolls and dramatic sighs, if nothing else, let me know that she really is growing up.

That and the phone addiction. 🙂

She has been:
The Bebe
The Tot
The Girlie
The Girl
The Tween

Not a wee tot, anymore

But ever and always, she is Summer. My beautiful daughter. I am so blessed to have such a bright, sweet, compassionate person in my life.

I love you. You are the rockingnest kid that ever rocked a rock.

~Mom


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

* – amniotic fluid – your “water” – smells a bit like sweet bleach. It is an odd odor.

~ Bon Steele ~ 10 Comments

Tomorrow is Summer’s eye surgery. The center is going to call me at some point today to let me know the exact time – although we do know it will most likely be in the afternoon. 
She is acting out – just a bit – as she is nervous about the procedure. Hell, I am acting out just a bit as I am nervous about the procedure. General anesthesia for your eleven year old kid is not a joke. So many things could go wrong. The likelihood is extremely high that they won’t, of course. I am told that this a standard surgery; it is done all the time. 
But still. 
That is my Girlie that you are going to render unconscious with chemicals through a vein in her arm. So, don’t fuck it up.  This entry was originally posted at http://triplemare.dreamwidth.org/384908.html.You can comment there using OpenID or by getting your own account.