She didn’t come into this world quiet

 She didn’t come into this world quiet

she came in loud
with big feelings
sticky hands
and a personality that fills every room she walks into

she’s softness and chaos all at once
baby dolls tucked under one arm
while she’s climbing something she shouldn’t with the other

she loves hard
gets frustrated fast
forgives even faster

and somehow
in the middle of raising her

she’s raising me too

teaching me patience
teaching me to slow down
teaching me that being “too much”
is actually just being fully yourself

she’s not here to be easy
or quiet
or convenient

she’s here to be bold
to be wild
to take up space

and i’ll spend the rest of my life
making sure the world never convinces her
to shrink that

because she’s not “a lot”

she’s everything 

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