More like -- A quarter for my blabber--
My younger brother and his sweet wife just welcomed their first child into the world on July 3rd. Whitney Elizabeth came ready for the world, weighing in at 9 pounds 9 ounces. It is a little crazy for me to imagine Cameron as a dad. He was always just "my little brother." I am so excited for these two. They will certainly be great parents. Whitney is one lucky little girl.
It hit me the other day when I was talking to my oldest neice, (on the Woolf side at least) Brittney is 13. Wow, Brandon has a kid that's a teenager, this beautiful and quite mature young lady sitting next to me belongs to my brother; how did this all happen? Brittney was born the day after I went into the MTC. How have I let time pass by me?
Next month Mark and I will celebrate our 11th wedding anniversary and Ethan will turn 8. Somedays I find myself sitting at the dinner table just staring at everyone and trying to figure out how I got to where I am and why have I been blessed with so much?
I have three amazing boys to call my own. How they bring so much love and joy to me. They also drive me crazy and make me second guess myself, but at the end of the day, I wouldn't be the person I am without being their mother. But last night, I didn't want to be a mom. Alex hadn't been feeling well, and I had to decide whether or not he was sick enough to take to the doctor. He's nine months ,and I hate not knowing exactly what's wrong with the kid. He was just miserable. Anyway....the doctor said he has an ear infection and has since lost his voice from crying so much. I think the antibiotics are finally kicking in and he's finally able to get some sleep.
Looks like I need to run, Batman, (aka Ethan), Darth Vadar, (aka Aaron), and one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, (aka our neighbor Isabelle) just ran out the front door. It's off to save the world!!!!!
4 comments:
I'm glad I'm not the only one that wonders how they got to where they are! Also...it certainly is weird to think of Cameron as a "DAD." To a little girl no less! How sweet that is!
...Summer
I obviously haven't visited your blog for awhile... I loved reading about all your happenings. I shake my head pretty much every day as I realize that I'm about to have my FOURTH kid, and think of everything that has happened in my life in the past 10 years, and even when I think how old I really am. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO US???
You are a great example of a good mom! And congrats on the PB&J. I guess I never really knew that about you... how could I not? Every once in awhile I'll really crave a pb&j or h (honey), and I love the crunchy... oh, and if you toast the bread and leave them open-face... 100 times better! :)
And now that I've rambled on in your comment section, we would LOVE to come for dinner... the catering business is winding down and we even have a few week days free in the next few weeks - possibly a weekend next month! :)
How did I not know you have a blog? I feel so out of it. It will probably gross you out to know that I ate PB&J for lunch every day in elementary school . . .
Mindy - it is "superwomen" like you and my wife and every "supermom" that get VIP passes to heaven for that incredible patience you always seem to demonstrate even when you really want to strangle your kids sometimes. Around our house our girls always giggle when I go around saying "I'm going to throw you out the window!" I don't know how my wife does it 100% of the time! She makes my life look EASY!
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