They say when a toddler reaches the age of two, he/she is now under the terrible two stage. I think that’s not true. I think kids at the age of two begin to explore more and are more aware that they can experiment, learn and know more about certain things. They are more capable, more curious to find out how things work and how things are made thus, making them try to do things on their own. It’s also the age where they learn and recognize patterns, routine, situations and the like that can trigger them to act in certain ways to make you as a parent understand them or at least get your attention. Not to mention, they’re slowly becoming aware of their emotions and feelings and definitely knows how to react and interact in different levels. But all these are just based on my observation and first hand experience with my very own two year old daughter.
Today at ten thirty in the morning two years ago, I gave birth to Gabbie. It was a life-changing beautiful experience. Now that she’s two years old, it made me all sentimental about how fast time is and how much she’s growing and becoming a strong-willed, independent person that I always thought she is.
Allow me to be sentimental for this post. I know it’s weird maybe it’s the hormones that’s making me all emotional ,trust me this never happened when she turned one year old.
A quick look back through a few pictures of Gabbie plus some cute facts about her.
The day I learned I was carrying a baby girl. Me at five months pregnant with Gabbie.
G w/ dad only a few days old.
Gabbie at three months old was able to sleep through the night. She was indeed a good baby.
Gabbie a few months old.
She’s also a happy baby, thankful that she wasn’t colic and burps easily too. Oh, also I never mashed nor pureed her food. She liked to chew on something even when she was still toothless.
At ten months old, she started trying to walk. Baby steps, just baby steps.
Gabbie’s fearless. She technically never crawled, she skipped that stage and jumped straight into standing up and walking inside her playpen. She’s not afraid to get hurt or fall, she’s one independent girl. An independent girl who loves fruits (specifically banana, apple, mango and melon) and vegetables (particularly sayote, patola, carrots, potato, squash and broccoli) which obviously she didn’t get from me. *haha*
A year old and is more curious than ever.
She’s one talkative toddler, she babbles a lot and her first word was “daddy”. Yes, she’s a daddy’s girl. If she’s learned something new, she immediately babbles and tries to explain to me and to her dad what she just learned and discovered. She’s very expressive you know, she says “mawneen” every time she wakes up and says “wuv yew” every chance she gets.
She's just too cute.
I’m not saying this because I’m her mom (okay maybe I am) but because I’ve noticed every time we’re out for our usual weekend stroll, people tend to stop and adore her. Even when we were in Singapore there were a few incidents where people would come up to me and to my husband and ask if they can take a picture of her, weird but as a parent that is flattering.
She loves looking at herself in the mirror.
She loves posing in front of the camera. I would often times take a picture and video of her on the iPad and later on I would see her viewing and playing the videos, laughing along with whatever antic she’s doing.
She's clever & plays rough.
She’s very malikot. That was proven even when she was still in my tummy (the non-stop kicking, moving and swirling was very evident) and even more so now that she’s two years old. She likes games that involves physical challenges. She can be classified as a pretty tomboy toddler based on how she plays. She knows how to box, do karate, jump on at least a feet high area (you know from the bed to the floor, and anywhere else that’s elevated enough for her to jump), do the chicken dance, shake and make gigil crazily. Yes, she’s super maharot and I blame me and my husband for that because according to our parents we were once like Gabbie.
She'll be forever my little girl.
To my darling Gabbie, I love you ever since the day I learned I’m pregnant with you. I may be the tough mom whom you might not get along with when you become a teenager in the future but do know that no parent would ever want anything bad to happen to their children. I promise to try and be more relaxed, patient and understanding of you especially when you grow up. I know you’ll grow up to be your own person and hopefully one that is brave enough to live life and love life based on the values we’ll teach you along the way. Remember that I love you to the moon and back.
Happy second birthday Gabbie!
Love,
Mom.
Happy Birthday Gabbie! 🙂
aww sweet 😀
happy birthday Gabbie 😀