Clare’s 2nd Birthday
Originally published at As My Life Is. You can comment here or there.
The highlight of our Bali trip, to me at least, was celebrating Clare’s 2nd birthday. I woke up in the morning, started reminiscing about how it was giving birth to her, her as a baby, experiencing her milestones, then I remembered that she turned 2 that day! (Excuse the blurness, I was suddenly thrown into a place where I had no regular television programming, a little internet, no other form of stimulation - it took me at least a day to adjust to the much slower pace.)
Because we didn’t want to steal the wedding couple’s thunder, we had a small celebration in my in-laws’ room, with a small cake given by the hotel. Clare had been running around earlier in the sun, with her hat on, which explains the flattened hair.
She looks suspicious in this photo because she was suddenly thrown into the limelight, which she isn’t a fan of. She much rather be running around without anyone bothering her, and she panics big time when suddenly she realises that all pairs of eyes are on her.
Nonetheless, my 2 year old had a sweet birthday amongst people who loves her to bits. She may not fully understand the concept of birthdays yet, but I’m pretty sure she knows that she’s very, very loved.
I can’t believe I have a 2 year old now. Clare and I were looking at her old videos of her as a baby after dinner last night: her taking her first steps, her saying her name for the first time… it all seems like a lifetime ago. She is a little person now, who knows how to assert herself, understand simple instructions, and she’s so independent.
Most of all, she’s my 2 year old who loves me to bits, who never fails to shower me with hugs and kisses every single day.