Being a Mom

Being a mom....

 At the end of the day watching them sleep I think to myself its worth it.
 Im a mom of 3. Brianna is 8. Ashlynne is 5 and Ian is 1. I have always loved kids and being a mom makes it all feel right....I remember discovering I was expecting each one differently...wow 1....then 3 years later my 2nd....then 4 years later 1 more.

Brianna is my creative one. She can write amazing stories and draw so good. Shes so super smart. She comes to  me  not getting something or having a clear understanding and after being shown a few times shes got it. Shes such a great big sister. Gets annoyed easy I admit she gets it honest. Shes got strawberry blonde hair and the cutest freckles. Everyone says shes just like me and she use to blush but now its more like a (ugh..rolling her eyes type of thing.) and she says "everyone says that!" I guess its not a bad thing to be like me I just hope she doesnt make the mistakes I did in life and she can just learn from mine.

Ashlynne is full of Grace. She my bubbly, loving, clingy type of child. She is also very smart. I call her my little sponge. She says the funniest stuff and keeps me on my toes for sure. Shes going to be the child I have to watch out for. Shes got the Spit fire little personality and isnt shy by any means. She had  blonde /light brown long cury hair and these big green eyes. She is deffently a doll. She loves making things for people and is very giving. She likes to compete with her sister and she does look up to Brianna granted Brianna doesnt like her too.

Ian mommies little baby boy. Born as a blessing. He had TOF. A congential heart defect "blue baby syndrome" born at 4 lbs 4oz and being in the hospital for only 11 days he finally came home only to spend 2 days a week between the peids doc and cardiology. At 6 lbs 5oz and only 5 months old Ian went into congested heart failure and had open heart surgery. They fixed the 6 holes in the top 2 chambers and put in a gortex patch to be used as the septum in the bottom 2 chambers. After he was released from surgery we spent alot of time hoping he would grow strong. With the help of therapist and high caliorie formula at 15 months old he started walking and now is 21 lbs. Hes a mess. He loves unfolding mommies folded laundry...stealing his sisters stuff and climbing! Hes got the biggest cheesiest smile and melts your heart.

Im lucky to be a stay at home mom. I send the girls off to school every morning and sit home and operate a small daycare out of my home. Ian has friends to play with and is very social. I love being able to watch my kids grow and not have the extra worry of them getting sick being in a daycare. At the end of the very long endless days of cooking. cleaning. dirty diapers endless piles of laundry.......forgetting to eat lunch is very easy. My girls come home i read all the notes from the teachers. Check the school folders and help with homework. Dinner is cooked. The house is clean and all my daycare kids are gone the day surely isnt over... Its bath time. getting stuff ready for the next day. Getting everyone settled down for the night and then im  back to cleaning the mess from dinner and bath time....Putting the kdis to bed...relaxing and watching a show according to the night I do have one every night to watch. I get excited about soaking in the tub at 2am my only quiet time. or the show coming on at 9 reguardless of it being a rerun. everynight as Im about to fall asleep Ian wakes up. He just knowes apparently. He still wakes up 2 to 3 times a night for a bottle. I cant deny him it being that hes small and needs those calories very desperatly. My days are endless. Before I know it time flew by getting in about 4-5 hours of sleep and It starts over. I love my life yes its busy and I forget about me alot but its what you do as a mother you make sure your kids are being taken care of and have everything they need and neglecting yourself. All in all at the end of the days, weeks, months and years......I love being a mom and at the end of the day when they are all clean, asleep in their beds I think to myself.....Do I want just 1 more? ......I am happy with 3 but 4 is perfect! One day maybe just one day even if i have to adopt...I love kids, being a mommy and knowing they will have a mom they can come to at the end of the day no matter how scared they are to tell me they will know its the right thing to do. My mom and I are the same way. I want the same for my kids...