Somehow 7 years have passed since I first became a mom. Where did it go? How did it happen so quickly? And when did my little baby turn into a 7 year old? She keeps on having a birthday and just gets older! I was I had a remote to stop her or slow down time.
Grace (Gracie as she wants to be called) celebrated her 7th birthday today. 7th. As in years. Just yesterday I was rocking her and measuring her big finger against my pinky to see how little her fingers were. Just yesterday I was trying size 0 - 3 mos. clothes on her hoping they would finally fit. Just yesterday I was washing ANOTHER bottle and changing ANOTHER diaper. Just yesterday I was buying more formula to give her and thinking about when she would start rice cereal. Just yesterday I was wondering who she would become and what kind of little girl she would be.
And just today I got to see who she is becoming. I got to see her open all her presents and go around and hug everyone and say thank you after she tore into them. Today I got to see her smile big when the camera was pointed at her. Today I got to watch her show off her gymnastics skills that she has worked so hard to achieve. Today I got to wake her up and sing Happy Birthday to her with her little sister who adores her in every, shape, way and form. Today I got to watch her finally go through the spanking machine at gymnastics. And today before she went to sleep over at grandma's, I got to thank her for having another birthday that helps me mark my little girl's journey of life. Although the ride has been bumpy for me watching her get older, she is learning to handle it with charm and fortitude.
Happy birthday to my very special girl that made me a mama. I love you, Gracie!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Story of my life
I published all the drafts I have written in the last year or so because I have every intention of updating my blog on a regular basis. However, the story of my life is such that my good intentions never get finished. If you don't believe me, check out the laundry room. So started it. Don't want to finish it!
H-Town in the hizzle!
UNFINISHED POST
I hate flying. I have always hated flying for as long as I can remember. It scares me. Terrifies me actually. I need a significant amount of drinky drinky to get me through my flights. Or prescription tranqs. Each time I fly I hyperventilate as I get on the plane. I have rituals that I need to perform in order to have a safe flight. If the rituals aren't performed then I know we are going to die in a downward, flaming spiral of metal death.
I don't know why I hate flying. I've done it more times than I count. My dad was in the Army and we moved every one to three years. Flying was like driving for me!
I lived in Germany for 6 years and Spain for 4 months so I've been back and forth to Europe at least 5 times. I fly about once every two years to visit my friend Susan or for a family vacation. Yet I still hate flying.
The reason I bring this up is because I just posted a new picture in my blog header of Heidelberg, Germany. I was lucky enough to spend three of my very imformative years living in that wonderful city. I got a chance to be there and have a great time shopping on the Haupstrasse, swimming at Leimen outdoor pool
I hate flying. I have always hated flying for as long as I can remember. It scares me. Terrifies me actually. I need a significant amount of drinky drinky to get me through my flights. Or prescription tranqs. Each time I fly I hyperventilate as I get on the plane. I have rituals that I need to perform in order to have a safe flight. If the rituals aren't performed then I know we are going to die in a downward, flaming spiral of metal death.
I don't know why I hate flying. I've done it more times than I count. My dad was in the Army and we moved every one to three years. Flying was like driving for me!
I lived in Germany for 6 years and Spain for 4 months so I've been back and forth to Europe at least 5 times. I fly about once every two years to visit my friend Susan or for a family vacation. Yet I still hate flying.
The reason I bring this up is because I just posted a new picture in my blog header of Heidelberg, Germany. I was lucky enough to spend three of my very imformative years living in that wonderful city. I got a chance to be there and have a great time shopping on the Haupstrasse, swimming at Leimen outdoor pool
Ramble ramble ramble ramble
UNFINISHED POST
Here is what is on my mind as of lately:
I love my babies! I am going to go through some serious withdrawal when I go back to school. Although Grace has been Ms. Sassy-pants most of the summer, I enjoyed all the time I spent with her. She has been a great help to me, fun to be around, and in general a fabulous kid.
Auddie girl has really had a great summer
Here is what is on my mind as of lately:
I love my babies! I am going to go through some serious withdrawal when I go back to school. Although Grace has been Ms. Sassy-pants most of the summer, I enjoyed all the time I spent with her. She has been a great help to me, fun to be around, and in general a fabulous kid.
Auddie girl has really had a great summer
Wasabi?
UNFINISHED POST
THIS POST WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN ON JUNE 16, 2010
Hey ya'll!
Day two of summer came up rosy!
Grace started her summer gymnastics schedule today and it's good. Today at gymnastics Gracie did a round off, back hand spring, back hand spring. It was so cool! Oh and it wasn't on the trampoline. She did it on the floor. She wants to get her kip now so badly. Each time she tries, I hold my breath and just hope. So far. . . not so much. Maybe soon?
I love summer. Remember the feeling when you were a kid of summer coming? It was an endless time to do what you want, when you want. Ride your bike all over, walk to friends' houses and play whatever, whenever. Sleep in late and go to bed late. Read as much and as long as you wanted.
THIS POST WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN ON JUNE 16, 2010
Hey ya'll!
Day two of summer came up rosy!
Grace started her summer gymnastics schedule today and it's good. Today at gymnastics Gracie did a round off, back hand spring, back hand spring. It was so cool! Oh and it wasn't on the trampoline. She did it on the floor. She wants to get her kip now so badly. Each time she tries, I hold my breath and just hope. So far. . . not so much. Maybe soon?
I love summer. Remember the feeling when you were a kid of summer coming? It was an endless time to do what you want, when you want. Ride your bike all over, walk to friends' houses and play whatever, whenever. Sleep in late and go to bed late. Read as much and as long as you wanted.
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