She’s Two. I’m Sixty-Eight.

She’s Two. I’m Sixty-Eight.

18/Oct/2006

#The Flinger Family

Yesterday, LB officially turned two years old. Two years ago we made this movie. Two years ago I visited the ER. Twice. And got a uterine infection. Two years ago I became horribly depressed, crazy, and tired. But the thing is? It’s been a wonderful two years. Two years ago had you told me I’d WANT to be knocked up again, I’d laugh. Maniacly. Two years ago if you said she would be the joy of my world, I’d roll my eyes. Two years ago, if you told me how fast life goes, I’d say bad things about you on my blog and cuss at you in my brain because the nights are SO DAMN LONG. But you’d be right. It does go fast. And two years later, I’d not change a single thing. Well, maybe a few things. But that was two years ago.

To see the change in my daughter, the not so obvious daily changes in addition to the slap-you-in-the-face realizations that she has full sentences now and can tell me “Mommy off Computer Now,” takes me by surprise for some reason. The fact that she can talk on the phone for twenty minutes with Oma is only a small glimpse of my life to come.

It reminded me of the time my Bamma sent me a sweatshirt with a fuzzy bear on it. I was fourteen. I was wanting guess jeans and high tops and fluffy bangs (lay off, it was the eighties).  I felt so out of touch with her. I realized she still thought I was eight. She didn’t know I wanted a boyfriend and makeup and a curling iron.

It hit me how possible it is to lose touch with reality. Life is so fast, so amazingly fast, that suddenly you’re telling a lady at the store that your daughter is two years old even as she’s driving her new toyota truck to get your old ass from the store. ‘Hey! Ma!’ she yells and you scooch your dimply old ass into the truck and tell her, “Why do you listen to music so loud? That’s bad for your ears. Here. I got you a sweatshirt.”

(** For a sappy version of LB turning two, go here. **)

Comments

  1. Such a touching (yet truly Flinger-esque) reflection on LB’s 2nd birthday. Happy birthday, LB!

    By Colleen on 2006 10 19

  2. Yeehaw! It has moved faster this time (for me anyways) knowing that Ry is our last baby. It’s nice to have someone going through the same “girl”-itudes as we are!

    Happy Birthday to LB, wishing you the best next 16 years (because I think we will need it!)

    By Nicole on 2006 10 19

  3. I am SO glad that you have found this peaceful and loving view of your life and being a mom.  It is particularly inspiring to me because I struggle so much with my own “mommyhood.” 

    You have raised a beautiful, talented, funny and loving little girl and that inspires me to hang in there!

    By Katie Kat on 2006 10 19

  4. Happy Birthday LB!
    your Momma cracks me up.

    By Renee on 2006 10 19

  5. Boy am I glad my grandparents give us catalogues to circle what we want or cash for birthdays and Christmas (and lord knows I could use some extra cash right now)
    When I turned 18 my dad told me that it was now time for me to stop getting older and start going backwards.  I was to stop at 2 years old, bc thats when he said I was the cutest. 

    I think Jay would disagree.

    But hey, at least LB is 2 and not 7 months right?  wink

    By Sara on 2006 10 19

  6. Happy belated Bday!!  So touching and so darn funny.

    By Mama C-ta on 2006 10 19

  7. I liked the sappy version.  She is a dolly.

    By Sonia on 2006 10 19

  8. Happy Birthday LB!!! 

    God, I know, we blink and they’re grown.  Time flies TOO fast!

    By Charla on 2006 10 19

  9. Happy Birthday to LB!

    By Ficklechick on 2006 10 19

  10. Awww. Happy birthday, LB! Very sweet sappy tribute over there, Mommy. She’s a honey of a doll, like her Mom!

    By Marie on 2006 10 20