Moms

So I was just sitting here thinking how bored I am. It's late, the kids are asleep and Brian is at work. I woke Caleb up a little while ago to change his diaper and put his jammies on him and he talked and smiled for a couple minutes, then it was feeding time which led to back to sleep time. So I've just been sitting here thinking about my life and my kids and I started thinking about something Hannah has been saying lately. It gets a bit confusing for her sometimes because Justin has 2 dads, he has his biological father and then he has Brian. My neice Alexus also has 2 moms, my sister and my mother who is raising her. So now if you ask Hannah, she will tell you she has 3 mothers. I haven't found out yet who the other mothers are but it got me to thinking who my "moms" have been through my life. Of course I have my Mom and I have my grandmother who raised my brother Bryan and I so she is also Mom to me. But a couple other very fine ladies I have called "Mom" through the years are mothers of my dear friends. They have also helped mold the person I am today even though to remember them from high school, they were like my mom, horribly mean, controlling woman who didn't understand anything I was going through.. :) I guess years of being a mom has taught me that they knew a little more than I thought they did. (Even though Ellyn and I discussed today that we still knew more :) )

Another woman that I was truly honored to call Mom was my mother-in-law, Sherri, who sadly passed away this February from lung cancer. She was such an amazing person, who touched so many lives! I was amazed to see just a portion of them at her funeral where it was practically standing room only. Sherri was a person who shared her opinions openly and we butt heads a couple times but now looking back, as I have so many times on my own mom and "mothers" I realize that the stuff she was telling me was for my own good and for the good of my family. I miss her so much now and think its so unfair that I don't have her to talk to about my kids. Its not fair she never got to see my son, her grandson or see Hannah past her 3rd birthday. She was only 46, she was supposed to be around so much longer. But if she ever felt that way about it, she didn't let anyone know. She was strong right to the very end and I hope now that she's looking down on me and my family, she is proud. I hope she knows how honored I feel to have had her as a mom in my life.

I love this phase!!

I'm amazed everyday by how wonderful being a parent is. Though there are many trying times and I know so many more to come, just seeing their little smiling faces or hearing them tell you they love you is the most amazing feeling in the world. I wouldn't trade it for anything. Now that Hannah is 3, I had forgotten how cute she was when she was just learning to smile and make little cooing noises. This morning Brian was playing with Caleb and luckily I had the camera close. I just love technology these days because not only is it a camera, but a camcorder so here is our cute conversation from this morning.

You will hear Brian in there a little better than you can actually hear Caleb but I love the smiles. I can't believe it's been 6 weeks already!!!! Anyway, it's now time to go do some laundry and get ready for dinner. Hope you enjoy.

My first blog

So thanks to my good friend Ellyn (you will see her in pics later on) I have started my own blog page or whatever you call it. I can't promise that it will be very frequent or exciting, I have just entered the world of Stay at home Mom so I'm not sure how thrilling my stories will be, but I'm sure I'll have lots of pictures to share. I look forward to posting soon....