September 28, 2005

Three Years Old

Three years ago, I was at the hospital laboring away. I didn't know that by the afternoon I would have a little baby girl. I had a fairly easy labor, but didn't know that was almost the last thing that she would make easy for me. A tiny little thing compared to the over-nine pound giant her brother was, she was still over eight pounds and feisty from the moment she emerged.

The Middle Girl has always been a bundle of energy. She's quick tempered and sneaky, but she's also quick to flash a smile and positively radiant. Although I sometimes think that if she'd been born first, no other children would have followed, she's also the child that made my brother-in-law want to have children some day. She's spunky and fun, even if we do hear at least one scream of rage from her every morning and hear her say things like, "I had to hit my brother because he smiled at me and I didn't like it."

Although my son is the cuddler and she has never been, I really understand The Middle Girl. I'm the middle girl too and not only that but we share the same looks, the same tastes and I hear that I was both as chatty and as high maintenance as she is when I was small. She's as close as I'm going to get to a clone. Although I'm not exactly sure I ever wanted a clone -- especially one that mimics my bad points at least as well as my good ones -- I can already tell that having a daughter is different from having a son. She likes to go with me places, she likes to pretend girly things and she loves it when I paint her toenails. And for some reason, getting to do those things is a real joy for me -- more, I must admit -- than playing army men or Legos (although I enjoy watching my son do those).

I never know what a year will bring, but three was a really wonderful year of growth and change for my son. He went from baby to kid when he was three. I look forward to seeing The Middle Girl making that change, despite all the challenges and struggles (and with her I mean a lot of challenges and struggles). She's still my tiny girl, only this morning outgrowing her size 18 month jeans and moving up to a size 2T, but she's twice that size in personality and vitality.

I can't believe it has been three years already.


She just outgrew her 18-mo jeans?!? How much does she weigh? I'm going to be very jealous if your 3-yr-old is lighter than my 1-yr-old!! Pretty soon he'll be big enough to beat me up ;)

Posted by: Lenise at September 28, 2005 11:50 AM

I think she's about 27 lbs. Maybe. So probably about the same size as your one year old. She can fit into her sister's 12 month size shorts, since they are cut for a diaper and she wears underwear.

Posted by: Jordana at September 28, 2005 11:51 AM

Tell her Mr. Terry says he thinks she's as cute as a flower bug.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at September 28, 2005 01:17 PM

Mr. Terry, what's with the garden pest? Tell her that Miss mcgdog thinks she is like a perfect rose bud just beginning to open.

Posted by: earth girl at September 28, 2005 02:36 PM

Really, no one calls me Miss mcgdog. It's my security system preventing me from sending my real name. Try Miss M.a.r.t.h.a.

Posted by: earth girl at September 28, 2005 02:43 PM

She is beautiful. I have a teeny tiny girl too. She weighs about 22lbs soaking wet and is almost 2.5yrs old. She wears 18mos size jeans and I am not sure what will happen once she potty trains since her diaper is what holds them up! LOL

Happy Birthday, to both of you.

Posted by: chris at September 28, 2005 02:55 PM

How sweet! Hope she has a thrilling birthday!

Posted by: Meredith at September 28, 2005 06:24 PM

Such a cutie! All of my kids exist on the small side of the curve too.

Posted by: Sarah G. at September 28, 2005 08:38 PM

Happy birthday, Middle Girl!

Posted by: Another Jordana at September 29, 2005 07:31 AM

Where's the cake? and is Terry bringing the ice cream? Happy Birthday to the cutie-pie.

Posted by: skinnydan at September 29, 2005 08:48 AM

Happy Birthday!!! What a smile!

See, girls are fun!!! (But so are boys!)

Posted by: angie at September 29, 2005 08:57 AM

The cake is coming on Saturday, so we made cookies for yesterday's celebration. Being a second child and learning all the ropes, she's insisted on having a party. Or more specifically "A Butterfly Birthday Party." I'll be making a butterfly cake and I made butterfly wings for The Middle Girl, her brother and the two little boys who are coming to her party.

Posted by: Jordana at September 29, 2005 11:52 AM