Princess M turns 3 on Tuesday. Three.
Like any parent, the King and I feel awe and wonder.
Awe at the person she is becoming and wonder at the quick passing of time. Time started speeding up the second we first held her it seems.
We celebrated in Ireland today surrounded by family, much like years past. But this year we were lucky that my parents were in attendance.
It was loud.
It was chaotic.
I barely got a chance to talk to my parents.
Or my in-laws for that matter.
Grandma & Grandpa sang happy birthday along with the rest of us.
They watched her open presents.
We all sat patiently waiting for the King to open the Doc McStuffins toy Grandma & Grandpa got her before she would open anything else.
They laughed and chatted with my in-laws.
It was a special day.
And they did it from 3000 miles away over FaceTime being manned by my brother-in-law so I could do the typical mommy duties (i.e. pick up wrapping paper).
Later on, when everyone was gone, the IPad was put away, and I was busy tidying up the kitchen, I suppressed the sadness in the absence of my family so far away on yet another special day. I tried desperately to not think of what I…we…..were missing because I choose to live an expat life.
Then I heard Princes M talking to the Prince about her birthday party and naming everyone who came….I heard her name her Nan, and Grandad, cousins, aunts, uncles, and even Grandma & Grandpa!!!
My heart warmed in that moment. I realized to the Princess, Grandma & Grandpa were very much a part of her birthday….just as much as her Nan and Grandad were.
While it will never be the same, the Princess in her very nearly 3 year old wisdom sees only that she is loved very much by both sets of Grandparents.
And that is all I could ever ask for.
Steve Jobs you are undoubtedly an angel in heaven. Thank you Steve. Thank you Apple.