Letter to Shreya on your seventh birthday

 Happy Birthday, my dictator and drama maestro, Shreya

Sometimes I feel it's unfair to write these letters as so much happens in one year that I might miss so much trying to lock the memories in a few words. But I hope you will someday understand that it's mom's little effort to reminisce about your growing-up years.

You're an emotional roller coaster, so while you're all cuddly and warmest on your highs, you are annoyingly stubborn and unreasonable at your worst. I love when we sing my favorite songs before we sleep, and you mount your leg like you own all of me despite all my flaws, and each day I owe my peaceful sleep to your unconditional love.

However, at the rate you're getting snappy and entering the teenage-like zone, I fear you're growing unreasonably fast. You leave us speechless and stunned with your brilliant retorts.  

On your birthday, I wish you the lasting joys of innocence and childhood, lots of playtime, and time to discover the things around you and within you and find what you love. Never stop believing in fantasies and fairytales, as we attract what we truly believe. 

I wish you always have the freedom to express what you truly feel, and please, my darling, give Shivansh some respite from your dictatorship.

Love you with every neuron and cell,

Your mom