Everytime I see my kids do something that I want to remember years down the road, I think "I better right this down right now" Of course, days go by, I forget that cute little remark and I start all over again. So now my plan is to not procrastinate and right down their remarks immediately. Did I mention that I also have journals that I probably haven't wrote anything in since McKinley's first birthday last July?
Mother's day was wonderful, a day that I waited to celebrate for so long that I treasure each one. I remember my first Mother's day with Emma, just holding her and thinking "can I really be this person's mother?" "Of course!" I thought, don't you remember the labor pains, ding dong? I am going to be one of those moms that shares just how painful that portion of their birth was. My sister-in-law once told me that she barely remembers what she went through. All I could think of was, "what the heck is wrong with her that she can't remember that pain?" Nope, I will not be stoic and not tell them - they should know just how painful it was. Isn't that my duty as a mom to tell them the truth? Should I sugarcoat it? Emma accidently saw a birthing story on TV one morning. I didn't realize she was awake until she said in a whisper, "Mom, she just pooped that baby out". I don't know whether the whisper was from awe or from terror.
But now I look at her today, 4 years later and it amazes me how clever and thoughtful she is. She's alsos the biggest drama princess I've seen in a while... We started out to the Lilac Festival on Mother's day and of course she has the grace of a moose - and fell on the stones in our driveway before we even left for the day. She of course, could not walk for the rest of the day. Remember the days of the huge strollers? Well, we gave those up last year when McKinley started walking. How silly of us to keep these when we just don't use them, right? Can you imagine Emma in a cute little pink stroller that holds a child weighing 20 pounds? Up and down the hills we went. Mommy had to push Emma because mommy is a girl. Daddy had to push brother because he's a boy. Well, we hit that first hill and mommy gave her up. Just like that. Survival of the person who won't be huffing up that hill, right?
Anyway, we had a great time, but I swear we won't be going to the festival the first weekend next year. It was crazy busy and I didn't get a chance to buy anything because it was so crowded. I was really looking forward to a great new pair of earrings but it wasn't going to happen that day. Maybe I'll go on my lunch hour today. It looks like the weather is going to be cooler and that means less crowded!
Gosh, it's time for work again...
Have a fantastic day!