Reflections of an aging Momma

Tomorrow my youngest baby, Clair Vonita, turned three years old. This is just another reminder of how fast life is flying by. It seems like just yesterday David and I were in New York, single and free, with a very simple life. The past decade has been full of fantastic changes. I have truly wanted my children my entire life, I do not remember a time where I was not thinking about the family I would have one day. 

What I didn't know was how hard it would be to have a family. What I didn't understand is how hard it is to work and try to do the right things for little people you're responsible for. What I knew was that I enjoyed taking care of children and playing with them. I love playing with my kids. Unfortunately, with this busy life that I lead, work, trying to make all the right decisions, cleaning, eating, exercise, attempt at other things, I truly don't play with my kids.

I do hope they grow up, Mary will take the good things from their childhood marry them with change and the good thing they see their family in their life. David and I are doing this one way, there are many ways to do this. I was speaking to a colleague today who thought it would be a good thing to teach her son that he shouldn't marry a boy that wants to stay home and raise a family only. I have to admit I don't feel the same way. If anyone of my children choose I would admire them for it. Being with your kids, truly having the patience to teach them and raise them, is the hardest, most rewarding, most time-consuming, most filling part of life. I honestly believe this.  

Claire, thank you for being my little girl. Thank you for your smile, thank you for the challenges, thank you for your energy and your curiosity, thank you for your love letters and love of learning, and thanks for keeping me on my toes darling! I pray that I will get enjoy my children for many decades to come. And I know, during that time, Clare will continue to keep me on my toes and keep me in line. 

Tomorrow my baby turns three, Max is almost 6, and Ellie is eight and a half. I am so proud of each one of my children. I pray God enables me to help them become the people he wants for them, and me who he wants for me to be.

And on the more commercial side of things, I can't wait to watch my baby girl's eyes as she enjoys the Prezzys we have waiting for her in the family room for the morning!