Connie A Thompson

Celebrating 25 Years of Amanda

Our first family photo

Our first family photo

This past Friday my daughter, my baby turned 25. How can that be? It just seems like she was in my arms, learning to walk, singing to Disney movies. When I woke after giving birth (they used to put you under for a c-section). I waited to hear if it was a boy or a girl. I had only had one ultrasound and it was too early to tell the sex of the baby. I hoped for a girl for I knew this would be my last pregnancy. I cried when they told me it was in fact a girl.

Having a daughter was never what I thought it would be. I imagined frilly dresses and doing her hair. Of course my daughter was and still is her own unique person. She rarely follows the crowd. She does things her own way, and she always has.

At 7, I took her to get her haircut. I thought I would let her have some input. I asked her how she wanted her hair done. “Blonde,” was her answer.

As a little girl, she loved playing with Barbies. Unfortunately, she didn’t care for them to be clothed. She had a vast Barbie nudist colony.

When she turned 13, I quickly became the dumbest person she knew. This phase would last quite a while. Shopping with her was awful. We never agreed on clothes. Not long ago as I shopped, I watched another mother and daughter going through a similar awful shopping experience. The teen kept rolling her eyes. The poor mother. I wanted to tell her that one day it will get better. That little girl that thought you had all the answers will one day return, but it will be a while.

My daughter dropped by yesterday after having pregnancy photos made. She’s scheduled to have a c-section in April. She had her hair and makeup done. She was so happy. I was shocked. It was almost like looking at my former self. She laughed and said, “Yeah I know, everyone says I look just like you.”

Today we’ll celebrate her 25th birthday. We’re having her favorites: baked ham and macaroni and cheese. I’ll also be serving green beans, pinto beans, mashed potatoes, and rolls. And of course we’ll be having birthday cake. Happy Birthday Sweetie!

 

One Thought on “Celebrating 25 Years of Amanda

  1. Amanda Kirby on February 23, 2014 at 9:50 am said:

    Awwww mama I love u.

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