Blessed with motherhood

I will have everyone know that sleep has yet to come since my last post and I still have two little girls in my bed more than not but the entertainment has hit an all time high. I have had intentions of updating my blog over the past 9 months, clearly that has failed to happen. After my day today I feel like its impossible not to share...

Warning: this may get a little "mushy and emotional"

Today Caroline had her 15/18 mth well visit and I am one proud Mama. (here comes the mushy part) Four years ago I could have never imagined my life was soon about to be changed in the most amazing way, my life was about to be consumed by a precious, sweet little girl, and then two. I was given the gift of motherhood. That gift has come with many struggles and sacrifices, many learning situations, many "how did I get here"s, many "am I doing the right thing"s, many "how will we make this work"and many,many, many long nights. But then there have been many, many, many more days like today when I am reminded that all those "worries" will go away and that the "sacrifices"aren't really sacrifices, just changes. When Caroline's Doctor came into the room today she was all smiles and her usual talkative self . He immediately remembered us from our past visits, and Virginia Taylor. He praised my girls over and over for their manners and "brains" throughout the check-up. At the end of the visit he needed to make it a point to tell me how proud I should be of these two girls. He continued on saying that he sees children all day long and he is amazed at how healthy and smart my girls are each time he sees them. He took my hand as he walked out and said "Thank you for being such a good mom".  Of course I teared up over this because I am, in fact, VERY proud our the type of children we are raising. We, by no means, are perfect parents but our children are healthy, smart, and well behaved (for the most part, when we are in public at least). I may not having everything together as that late bill sitting on the table will prove, but we are raising children to be proud of, and that makes me feel very blessed and so thankful for the gift of motherhood.


A few things I have learned about being a Mom... The messes in the house can wait, my time is given to my children. I am blessed to be able to be with my girls. It is my job, as their mother, to give them attention, to teach them how to be compassionate for people, to teach them the values and benefits of healthy eating, to let them test limits, to explain "why", to let them run and be wild, to teach them indepence and the list continues. I have learned that when these things are missing that it is my responsibility to make sure they are put back in place.

I am no perfect mom, just two beautiful little girls to be proud of and one husband to be thankful for!!!! I love my sweet little family more than any words could ever express.

Yet anouther "Late Night with VT"

Wow, it has really been a while this time. I told myself I would keep up with this thing, maybe after this post. This is just too good not to write down right at this moment, I can’t forget this one. We had another “Late Night” discussion with Virginia Taylor…

It all started when Virginia climbed in our bed (Caroline had just gone back to sleep, in our bed of course) and started violently rolling everywhere, moving Chuck near about completely off the bed. We were all up at this point, WIDE AWAKE. Then Virginia sat up and very sweetly asked “Daddy, is Christmastime over?” Chuck answered, “Yes Virginia, we have to wait”. She then said “Then we will have a Christmas tree, a party and presents?” “Yes that’s right, we will when it’s Christmastime”, Chuck said. There was a long pause until she said “Well I think I need Santa to come now, I need to speak with him”. As tired and as frustrated as I was, I was laughing hysterically inside and could not help but be so thankful for my sweet girl who has quit the personality.

We have ended up down stairs watching “Little Bill”, one of her favorite shows. (“Little Bill” is another hilarious story in our house, if you’re interested in hearing it, email or message me.)  As we’re sitting here on the couch about an hour after her questions she starts up again… “Mommy, why do Mimi have Santa  at her house too? She had a party for me too”. I explained that Santa came to Mimi’s house too because I used to live there when I was a little girl and that’s where he came to see me. She could have have cared less and then said “Maybe Santa will bring me a watch, maybe a Goofy watch, or Pete  watch. I like Goofy. But I not like Pete, he scary”  

So after two hours and multiple attempts at trying to get these two little girls back to sleep, here we all three sit. I guess it’s a good thing we don’t have to be anywhere early tomorrow, ohh wait, Caroline will be up at 5:30. Ahhh, Ohhh me, sleep will come to me one day again but until then I'll take the entertainment.