Three years of wonder.

It was strange, because when you were in my belly, I could describe you to your daddy. I would tell him about your temper, and your will, about your nature. You were so clear to me. We joked that it wasn't a baby in there, but rather four spidermonkeys playing the violin, and in a way, funnily, we were right. When you came out into this world, of course with great speed, the feeling I had about you was confirmed. Your personality shines through with such force, you are powerful, you are independent, you are nuts, so funny, so strong and wild. You draw the line around yourself with great visibility, and you never let anyone step on you. Sometimes it's challenging to be your parent, because we have to really think, we have to be clever with you, but in times of frustration, I always think of how great it is, your strength and the way you look out for yourself. Those things will be invaluable when you step out into the wilderness of the world. You'll be alright.
Watching you grow has been an adventure. Three years have passed, and when I look at photos of these times, I feel sadness for the moments gone. And then I think of you in the future, and I'm too curious to be sad anymore, because being on this journey with you is one of the greatest privileges of our lives.
Freja, you are a wonder, I can not believe how lucky I am to be your mother. Happy birthday!