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Cheers to 2016

It has been an eventful year to say the least. I have much to be thankful for and a lot to look forward to.  I’m grateful to be ringing in the New Year in Cabo!

In this new year I plan to soak up every moment I can. To throw myself deeper in to my passions, to love myself like those I love. I will continue to give of myself and grow as a person. 

I have learned it is ok to ask for help when needed, it’s ok to cry and be afraid, to laugh out loud and to love big. I appreciate the love and strength of my husband who encourages and inspires me daily.  

I am excited for many milestones in the coming year.  I will celebrate 25 years of marriage, renew my vows, travel to Maui for our “Anniversary-moon, become a grandmother, and that is just the start of 2016!

Wishing all of you a Joyous New Year!

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What is in a name?

As long as I can remember, the identity of a name has always carried so much weight.  When we are younger and our parents introduced us as their son, or daughter, rank in child order etc.  As we grow up, siblings, friends, best friends, cousins, Aunts, Uncles and GodParents.

You read an article and a name will automatically trigger a feeling or memory.  There are names that remind you of royalty, heritage, bullies, friends, princesses, strength or weakness and on it goes.

I remember the excitement of being a fiancé, a wife, a mom all names that took my breath away.

My better half and I are happy to share that for the first time ever in 2016, we will have the blessing to be called Grandparents.  We are over the moon with excitement at what our grand-peep will decide to call us.

Our oldest daughter is expecting and we look forward to sharing the journey along the way, the blessing she will receive at being a mommy and our role as Grandparents.

Life is Grand!

This Girl at 48

Another year has come to pass and I’m feeling so truly grateful.  I am sitting here in the still of the night smiling, and giving thanks for all of my blessings and my love affair with my husband.  He has the ability to make everyday an extraordinary one!

I have a few wishes this year, may our children love and be loved as we love.  May we have many more sunrises, sunsets, stolen kisses, laughter and adventure in the years ahead.  May we never take each other for granted and always start and end each day with a kiss.

I loved all my birthday presents but my greatest gifts call me mom and wife!

Birth Order & Parents

The stigma of birth order, will have people roll eyes, shutter and just plain say “Oh Yeah my __________ born” is exactly the same.

I’d like to give some inside scoop as we see it in our home and when I say we, I obviously mean me! 😉 We are the proud parents of three babies, 30, soon to be 22 and freshly as of today 19!

Just to mix it up I won’t start with the first born, or the baby, I will begin with the middle child.  When our middle child was born, our first daughter, six weeks early, we were nervous, excited and prayed for her health.  We were all so excited, big brother, who had to give up his throne of “only child” close to 9 years of holding that title was eager to meet his little sister and sibling.  We were all over protective and boasting of the addition to our family.  This little one entered the world six weeks early and was making leaps and bounds as a preemie, passing the expected charts.  It was not soon after hubby and I joked with her attitude, she had middle child syndrome and we may have to try for another.  Perhaps the joking was because once back in babyhood to have another was easier then taking the plunge almost nine years later.

Let me go to the first born, there is nothing like a first born, because you have never been a parent.  You can control infinite possibilities because there is no sibling influence.  There is wonder, confusion, excitement, crying from parents and baby, as well as laughter.  You are not aware of great strides or failures with the first because you are like a duck, smooth on top of water and rapidly kicking underneath.  We pushed him harder, not because we thought he knew it all but because we didn’t know any better.  These are things the children born after the first do not realize.  The first holds a special place in your life because all that unfolds is a first for all of you.  We had almost nine years of thinking we knew it all and thankfully God gave us the good insight to have more children.

Ahh the baby ( I happen to hold that title as well with my siblings), everyone thinks they get away with it all.  Here is a bit of insight, they have seen their siblings try, fail and or succeed at different attempts with sports, school and the parents.  They have learned what works and what won’t and they have the advantage to the parents being a bit more tired ~ thanks to the older siblings.  Most think the baby is spoiled, truth be told we as parents have learned what is truly important to us, our faith and our family at this point so passes may be given.  Our baby decided to enter the world two days past due date, only a big deal when the first was four weeks early and the middle six weeks early, she was making a point ~ watch out mom, dad, and siblings.

We have been blessed over the years with a daughter-in-law, soon to be son-in-law and you know the baby seems to be happy with her significant other.  We love our children, we love who they love, our family is based on faith and love and I would never change a moment in our history or our future as a growing family.

The only guarantee you get in this life is the current moment, so be present, love big, have faith and remember no matter your birth order your parents love you.  If you are truly blessed your extended family will equally love you.

I often tell my children how I wish they were closer to home, truth be told, I love the life they lead, the way they have spread their wings and they know we are always here for them.

This Thankful Mom

Happy Mother’s Day!

I will keep it simple, I am thankful for my birth mother, my mother, my mother-in-law and my husband.  It is without these forces that I would not be blessed with my children.

When I was a child I wanted to be just like my mom, have three children and be a mommy.  My greatest joys, call me Mom.  The gift of being a mother is such a blessing and I am so thankful for the role.  My children are the wonder beyond what I can put in to words, they fill my heart and complete me.

I will embrace the memory of my mother today, because she was a strong woman who would want me to smile and remember her love, I will smile at the thought of my children, who they have grown to be and the destiny that will unfold in their futures.

Sipping my coffee in true motherhood happiness, very early before anyone else is awake!

My Mother The Rebel

It’s that time of year when all things Mom related flood your brain.  My mom left this earth just shy of 8 1/2 years ago, so I am always keeping her alive in my heart, my mind and my memory.

This past week the time my mother, “The Rebel”, ran away keeps popping to the forefront of my brain.  I am the youngest of three, she was feeling under appreciated, over worked and just plain fed up.  She took me with her, I was just 4 years of age, not yet one in the group to make her completely crazy just yet, and she probably worried I would be forgotten in the shuffle.  She ran away in the “off season” at the Jersey Shore, so like a brave soul she drove over the Seaside Bridge in the WINTER and we got a room at a motel.

I have a vague memory of us getting pulled over by a policeman, he was probably just checking on her.  It’s a fun memory, because we jumped on the bed, had junk food for dinner and it was all before social media and the ease of computers to help find someone.  I’m 99% sure we were gone just one evening, after all my father had a heart condition and she wouldn’t want to kill him, just wake him up!!

I wish I had asked her about this again before she died, we had such fun, we always did, but I would love to be able to know all the details.  I wish we had taken photos, I would love to know all she was thinking, it was a bold move for a woman in the 70’s and she will always remain the coolest to me.  Then again the mystery of it all makes the memory even more amazing.

She helped turn my shy little, unspoken self in to a confident woman and forever in my heart she will remain!!

Becoming The In-Laws

It is hard to believe it has been a year since we have become, “The In-laws”.  We all know the jokes are endless and to top it off usually the mother-in-law is the worst!

We have been fortunate so far, the families have blended so well and when we can all get together we do so with great energy.  We have done some adult get togethers, with our son and daughter-in-law, the “big kids”.  They have met us on vacation, we have traveled to California to visit them.  We have similar interests and get along easily.  So far it seems we are still fun to be with and they claim to like us, not just love us.

We have kept our boundaries, I’m sure living on opposite coasts has added to that.  I’m sure should they be blessed with children we would be filled with wonderful, knowledgeable input.  I might have mentioned to them how excited I would be to become a grandmother, once or twice. ( you can laugh here, I know my they are)

The best part of becoming in-laws has been the gift we get seeing these newlyweds together.  The love that radiates around them, the smile on our son’s face and the twinkle in his eye anytime his bride walks in to a room, lets us know he found his perfect partner.

Wishing them a lifetime of love and happiness, dreams that are fulfilled, and eventually a residence closer to their parents!  I can make comments like that because after all I am the “mother-in-law”.