Today, Gabby turned 7 years old. I spent most of the day either thinking back to her labor and delivery, or chasing Raquel around the house. Raquel was in rare form today - wanting my undivided attention at all times. And let's just say that patience was running very thin. I had all these things planned that I wanted to do with Gabby - arts & crafts, nails, making "perfume", etc., and Raquel wanted no part of it. She wanted US, and on her terms. Finally, I apologized to Gabby for her messing up our plans, and that's when it really sank in about how she's aging.
We had a purse layed out to paint & decorate for her to take to school tomorrow. We had a diary ready for her to unlock and write & draw in. We had cake to bake, and new clothes to try on. But all Gabby could say to me was, "Mom!! She can't help it! Don't be mad at her! She's the best sister ever!"
I often find myself feeling sorry for Gabby - for her not having a "typically" developing sister. I think about how different things would be if Raquel was right on target for her age. But you know what? Gabby doesn't even care about any of that! She has a cousin (Taliah) who is Raquel's age, and they are able to play so functionally when they are together. But Gabby never questions Raquel's abilities or complains about any of it. Instead, she is the absolute opposite and embraces her sister with open arms.
Thank you, Gabby, for constantly reminding me what's important in life. You are the best. Happy Birthday!
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