There’s nothing more challenging than writing a post about yourself. I come from a large family. I was married and now I’m not. I was a single mom to The Heir and The Spare for a very long time and then I was lucky enough to find my high school sweetheart again. We’ve been happily together now for three and a half years. We had a surprise baby of our own and may or may not have another. I love to bake and read and take my kids to Disney World. I’m a work-at-home mom and an all around good egg I would say. I’m not the world’s best mom but I’m pretty satisfied with myself if they’re all alive and relatively happy at the end of the day. So far, so good. My significant other, who goes by The Knight in the other circles I run in, seems to think I’m a good writer. The previous blog I wrote had some pretty good stuff on it I guess. He’s always after me to sit my butt down and write a book. That was always a childhood dream of mine. I’m sure I can find time between school driving, lacrosse tournaments, play group, pediatrician visits, grocery shopping and daydreaming. In the small hours of the morning I do find myself throwing together bits and pieces of things that could turn in to something interesting. Maybe I will be the next big thing one day. For now, I’m happy to be the next big thing to the baby that peeks at me over her crib every morning.
I had every intention of blogging about her from Day One but life and the fun I’ve been having with her got in the way. I guess better late than never. I can’t even begin to imagine my life without her. Every day she does something new and amazing. That toothy grin and those big blue eyes are the highlight of my day. It reminds me of when The Heir and The Spare were wee little things. Even though I’m much older and, I hope, wiser I’m constantly surprised at how much different things are this time around. She can climb a set of stairs faster than lightening and I know she’ll be walking in a matter of weeks. My back will be very happy, let me tell you. She knows when she’s in trouble even at only 10 months-old and you better watch out when you tell her No. She’ll screw up that little face and squawk like nobodies business. She is the sweetest, prettiest, most easy going baby and I’m so lucky to have her. And I’m so very blessed that I get to spend each and every day with her. She’s growing up so fast. Now, if I could just talk The Knight in to having another just like her.
She is the bane of The Heir’s existence. At least when it comes to clothes and shoes and hair accessories. She is absolutely crazy one minute and a sour puss the next. As is the case with most girls her age, if it doesn’t benefit her in some way she wants nothing to do with it. She’s gotten used to no longer being the baby and at times I think she misses being the youngest. But only for a brief minute. She is the most aggressive lacrosse player on the field and there’s no doubt that she will one day surpass her older sister. But, we’ll keep that between ourselves. She doesn’t show it and would be loathe to admit it but I know she loves her sisters fiercely and unconditionally. I think she’s going to turn me into an alcoholic before she graduates from high school. She was my little shadow when she was tiny and now all she wants to do is grow up. I haven’t the slightest idea what she wants to do with her life but I have no doubt in my mind it is going to be something absolutely amazing.
She has a big heart and at times an incredibly big mouth. She’s an amazing lacrosse player and, for reasons only known to her, loves the Capitals. She can pinch a penny like no teenager I’ve ever seen. Even though she would never admit it, she loves her sisters and is fiercely loyal. Her smile lights up a room and that amazing head of hair makes everyone jealous. In three short years she’ll end her time with us and move on to the big, wide world of college. It seems like only yesterday she was holding my hand and chewing on the ears of her favorite bunny. I’m waiting with great anticipation to see what she’s going to do with the next chapter of her life. I’ve made her promise it will involve a lot of travel to far off places and lots of pictures sent home to Mom.