Something I enjoy more than celebrating my own birthday is celebrating Quinn’s. We had a wonderful weekend together with her friend and our family, and seeing her happy and one year older brings me so much joy. 🥰🥳. Read more @mommysbabysteps.com . #mommysbabysteps #motherdaughterbond #birthday #fun #familytogetherness #familyfun #birthdayweekend #love
I’ve heard people say motherhood is not a piece of cake. While I agree wholeheartedly with this statement, especially when the “cake” doesn’t quite turn out as I hoped, I live for the moments when everything from the selection of ingredients, process of baking and feeling the appreciation and love from the person for whom I am baking comes together.
This year, my now 11 year old requested for me to bake her a cake instead of getting one from the bakery. Even though this tends to be a busy time for me with grading end of the semester, I was happy to fulfill Quinn’s birthday wish.
In her thoughtfulness, she said that she was okay with a simple design, but after giving it some thought, I decided to add a bit more color and flair to represent her personality. Upon seeing her birthday cake, her eyes widened, and she ran over and gave me a huge hug.
She repeatedly told me that she loved her birthday cake and thanked me for taking the time to make it and how it made her feel special. She even told me that I should open my own bakery which put a huge smile on my face.
No, motherhood is not a piece of cake. There may even be times where Quinn is unhappy with me or something that I’m making her do as her mother, but I have a feeling that baking her a birthday cake is a memory that will remain with her well into adulthood.
It’s hard to believe that my “little” girl is officially 11 years old. Where did the time go? Here’s to celebrating every moment, day and year she’s grown physically, mentally and emotionally. 🥳
Exactly seven years ago, Quinn and I were on the skating rink floor for my niece’s birthday party. Now, she’s whizzing around like a pro and even making skating buddies. It’s moments like this that remind me why I chronicle Quinn’s milestones and our fun times together.
With three weeks down and many more to go, my fifth grader is off to a great start, and I am so proud of her. Since kindergarten, Quinn has been the first in her class to earn an award at the first school assembly, and this school year’s no different. Starting a new school year, let alone a new school with new teachers, classmates and trying to make new friends can be difficult. I know it was for me, but Quinn is soaring high.
During back to school night, her teacher said that he’s very pleased with how well she’s doing and is looking forward to a great and exciting school year. I am too!
These are the years of growth and many changes, so something that put a smile on my face was getting most of the facts about my ten year old correct. I’m hoping that she continues to share her new experiences with me and knows that I’m there to support her.
There’s something special about childhood friendships. Watching my daughter and her best friend blossom over the years from kindergarten to fourth grade is no exception. Yesterday, my daughter was super excited to celebrate her best friend’s 10th birthday.
I’m so glad Quinn was included in her friend’s intimate painting party, especially since they will be in different classes this year. Watching them paint together with the other children in attendance, chat and giggle definitely painted a smile on my face. What a wonderful way to close out summer break.
This evening, my daughter had the opportunity to meet and greet some of her new classmates at her new school as a fifth grader! It’s going to take some getting used to, but I’m excited for her!
Quinn was so excited to attend her first Phillies game, tickets courtesy of my friend & trainer, Joe and his family! Thanks so much! ☺️What a wonderful way to not only have fun with family and friends but to celebrate the Spartan Race triumph together. Citizens Bank Park is where it all started with my first Spartan Race. 🤗🙌🏽⚾️
As we age, our firsts become few and far between. This certainly is the case in watching my ten year old daughter grow up. Today, Quinn not only experienced her first time playing miniature golf but her first time getting a hole in one.
I’m so glad that I caught her in action because the look of excitement on her face was reminiscent of how excited I was when she walked or talked for the first time.
With the 18 holes, I was barely on par and did get a little frustrated with myself and the ball at times, but none of that mattered because I witnessed the joy Quinn felt and had a great time with my family.
We arrived about a half hour early for our Father’s Day reservation, and I anticipated having to wait a little while to be seated. But that wasn’t the case at all. A gentleman ahead of of didn’t even have reservations and was given the option of indoor or outdoor seating because there was plenty of seating available. This is the complete opposite of Mother’s Day where reservations must be done at least two months in advance, and if you arrive without one, the host just might laugh you out of the restaurant.
This instance reminds me of how much of a rare gem my husband is to me and our daughter. Though he’s not much of a picture taker and isn’t on social media, I’m grateful for his presence and happy that I’m not taking these “baby steps” as a parent alone, as many mothers sadly do.
Happy Father’s Day to all of the fathers, fathers-to-be, like a father, uncles, pop-pops, etc. This is your special day!