Tonight, I decorated the door across from Mazzy’s room, wrapped a few gifts and then sat down to write Mazzy’s birthday card. I didn’t just sign my name with a short sentiment as I have done in the previous years. I poured my heart into simple terms I knew she would appreciate.
My baby is five-years-old. Old enough to understand when mom wants her to know something special.
Parenthood is funny. Sometimes its hard to give positive reinforcement when your kid is being whiny and manipulative all the time. And then in the moments when she is holding it all together and acting like the big girl I know she is, I don’t want to lay it on too thick, like I am that easy to impress. Or like I’ve forgotten the toothbrushing drama that happened just moments ago.
I tell Mazzy I love her all the time. But I don’t know how often I tell her why.
Yes, she is beautiful. I know she is. I look at her and I can’t believe I helped create that little face with the big almond eyes, the long lashes and the smile that’s brighter than all the buildings lit up in the Manhattan skyline.
But Mazzy is not just a pretty face. She is smart and funny and creative and kind.
Most kids are probably all of those things. I am past the phase where I think I am raising a genius or some sort of supremely superior human being. And believe me, I really did think that when she was a baby. I know I joked about it, but I was serious.
Now I know Mazzy is learning and growing and experiencing new things just like every other kid her age. I don’t feel like I am in a competition to have the best and the brightest anymore. It’s not important for her to do things first for me to be impressed with what she is accomplishing in school.
It’s not really as simple as who can stack their blocks the highest anyway.
When we had her first kindergarten parent teacher conference, I sat there grinning from ear to ear as her teachers told me all the things I already knew about my kid.
They told me Mazzy is one of the only kids who plays with the boys and the girls equally. She loves pink and likes to draw princesses, but she also likes to run around and the boys know she can hang with them.
They told me she is inclusive. She thinks about others and wants the best for her friends. She has cheered for kids who were struggling with a concept and then got it right. She has hugged people who were having a bad day. She is genuinely happy for her classmates when they are successful. She is everyone’s friend and their smiles are as important as her own.
They told me she has a good vocabulary and a sophisticated sense of humor.
They told me her positive energy is a magnet which makes people want to be around her.
They told me she is all heart.
I listened to all of these qualities and I thought— they know my daughter. She is being herself in the class. That is more important to me than whether she is reading or drawing or counting to 100.
Those things she will learn, but her essence will hopefully always remain the same.
Mazzy is a social butterfly. She is confident and fun. She sees the good in everyone. She listens to people and remembers their names. She treats them with kindness. She loves her friends like family.
My baby has an open heart.
That’s who she has always been.
People always ask me about how the close relationship developed between Mazzy and Harlow. The truth is— that is 100% Mazzy and she did it from Day One. She welcomed this new person into her life with open arms and never once looked at her as someone who intruded on a good thing.
Before Harlow could even move, Mazzy decided she was there to be her friend. She included her in the fun from the very beginning.
This is what makes Mazzy special and this is part of what I told her in my card.
“You are an amazing big sister and a caring friend. I am so proud to be your mom.”
Tomorrow when Mazzy opens her presents, I know exactly what she will say. She will say, “You are my favorite Mommy.” And I will hug her tight and say what I always say in return, “You are my favorite Mazzy.”
I know this might not seem like such a profound statement since we are the only Mazzy and Mommy each other has got, but to me it means that no matter what Mazzy is doing— being a role model for her little sister or having a meltdown over breakfast— it will always be 100% true.
And then her smile will light up all of New York.
Happy birthday, my baby. You have been the best gift of all.
(Well, one of two.)
oh my, this is so sweet. i teared up! and i love what you said about competition and raising a genius, i feel the same way!
You are perfectly hilarious, and perfectly sappy. Seriously, I love it.
I tell Mazzy I love her all the time. But I don’t know how often I tell her why. <– THIS really stood out to me. I think a lot of people often tell their loved ones that they love them, but not enough about why. I'm going to start doing more of the why!
Thanks for making me cry. At work.
I always thank my oldest for making me a Mommy. That’s what he did. (That and a million things I may never be able to put into words.)
Happy Birthday, Mazzy. 🙂
I love this. I had a preschool meeting for my daughter and she’s the oldest in her year so doing great academically because she just enjoys that stuff – her character not my parenting – but like you the thing that made me proud of my girl was when they said she looks out for people on their own or having a sad day and finds a way to include them. I knew she’s like that but that she’s always like it is amazing to me. I write letters to my kids on their birthday too. The years go so fast I love reflecting on who they are beyond the bickering and mayhem. Happy birthday Mazzy! And Happy 5th Mombirthday to you too!
You always have the right words for what mommies everywhere are thinking. Beautiful post and great pictures! Happy 5th birthday Mazzy!
This is so sweet! The great thing is, you’ll feel just the same when she’s 35 as you do now. But then there won’t be meltdowns over breakfast, so there’s that. Happy birthday to Mazzy and congratulations to Mommy for doing such a good job!
I love this! It made me tear up a little. I love how you talk about your kids!
Beautiful post, Ilana! Wishing Mazzy a very happy birthday!
So so sweet!! And you know, that personality you talk about…it manages to radiate through the pictures of her. You can see the confidence and love in the gleam of her eyes. You are doing a great job mommy 🙂
Absolutely beautiful. 《Sniff sniff》Happy birthday big girl. You are so lucky to have that Mommy.
I need to tell my kids why and tell them that I’m proud to be their Mommy. Some of us have spent lits of hrs in therapy because we never heard that.
Heart melting post. Happy birthday Mazzy!
Happy birthday Mazzy!!! May your day be filled with pink and cupcakes and happiness!!!
Beautiful post! Hope we’re lucky enough to have such a sweet dynamic in our home. Happy Birthday Mazzy!
Happy Birthday Mazzy!
Oh my goodness did this make me cry. As always, thank you for sharing your family with us. Happy happy birthday Mazzy, may your birthday be as special and beautiful as you.
That is so sweet! I teared up. You’re an awesome mom! Happy birthday to Mazzy 🙂
Happiest of birthdays to you, Mazzy! And happy Mommyversary, Ilana!
Awesome parenting => awesome kid. Great job doing the hard work!
Just sent this to my husband and bestie with this: “She is original and genuine, but I pretty much don’t even consider her a “mommy blogger” (those are all the same, anyway), but just a website I enjoy. ” Llana, you manage to nail humor and sentiment while being original and fresh. We need a new term for a blogger who is a mom but isn’t a “mommy blogger.” Those should also be renamed, probably to “Stepford Mommy Bloggers.”
Also, I’ve increasingly begun to refer to Harlow in my mind as “Boo.” It may be time for you to create a post on how your child inspired the character.
Happy Birthday, sweet Mazzy.
I know exactly where your bright light comes from.
(Good job, Mama!)
I was trying to hold till after work to read this, CAUSE I KNEW IT WAS GONNA MAKE ME CRY! and it totally did. You write the most beautiful posts about your daughters Ilana. I’ve been your follower since Mazzy was just a little baby, way before baby mugging and baby suiting and all the other genius ideas you have come up with, so I have practically seen her grow up, and this post really represents all what Mazzy is. She is a precious, happy, bubbly little girl and reading about her life has always put a smile in my face. Happy Birthday sweet little angel, your smile doesn’t just light all NYC but the whole entire world. Love Patty and Ethan, your loyal readers since 2011
Is it pathetic that this made me cry? Have the happiest of birthdays Mazzy, I can’t believe you’re already 5.
This was so beautiful that i shed a tear. Happy Birthday Mazzy! Your families amazing values and the way you treat other people have obviously influenced who she has become so far as a person. Great job mama!
So well written. Tearing up right now as I think about my own girls….
Ilana: What a beautiful letter, thanks for sharing it. They are the greatest love and our greatest accomplishment: our children. It’s something we have witness and enjoy from you and I find it inspirational. I congratulate you and Mazzy for this wonderful milestone. God bless you…and Happy Birthday Mazzy!!!
Lu.
Beautiful! My oldest is a lot like Mazzy in that he has loved his baby brother since before he knew he was a brother. He is always asking for us to have another baby because he loves having his brother and other kids around and I think would love to have come from a big family. Our little secret thing we say to each other is that we are best friends and we’ll always be best friends. Even when he knows I’m upset with him, he still tells me that he loves me and he will always be my best friend. I hope that’s true.
Happy Birthday Mazzy!
Happy birthday, Mazzy!
Clearly, she delights her parents, but she delights us too. Thank you for sharing her light with us.
well said Momma! It’s a beautiful statement and made me all mushy. Thanks also for the reminder to see and be grateful for those little things. Happy Birth Day!
Oh my goodness! I ‘m all teary eyed now. That is the sweetest birthday post ever. <3
From a proud mom and grandma – It’s no accident that Mazzy is a loving, caring, all around great person. She emulated her mom.
Wah, I cried. happy bday to your sweet girl!
Why are you so good at making me cry happy tears. This is a wonderful post about Mazzy. I love the pictures of Harlow and Mazzy together, they are just adorable.It has been a joy to watch her grow through this blog!
If my son welcomes any siblings he may have half as well as Mazzy did Harlow then I think everything will be grand.
this post is so beautiful. happy belated birthday mazzy! i love seeing you grow up 🙂 Keep up the good work mommy!
Happy Birthday Mazzy! Your birthday is right before mine, which is the 20th, which make you a Sagittarius just like me. They are the best there is. 😉 …..hope it’s a good one. Being 5 is a fun one. By the way, you are turning into such a beautiful young girl.
Thank you for sharing. Thank you for making me cry in front of three grown man, which one of them my husband. Thank you for letting me understand how I would like to raise my child once I have one my own. Thank you for letting your readers understand the essence of being yourself and the joy it brings to the people around you. In a certain way; thank you for saving my marriage, not that it isn’t good, but just because you made me realize that saying “I love you” isn’t enough.
As I have said a few times I am a tyro, so I was pleased to finish Rufus today. Started with Rail and finished with Residue so a little alliteration there. A few more moaners than usual. Any one with a passing knowledge of Lancashire topography will know Billinge from Billinge Hill, so I’d best not mention the angst from Lazenby. It was along time ago and time should heal. Many thanks to Rufus and all.