Mostly, what I want to share are my kids. I love to talk about them, share the funny things they say, and the new things that they learn. Being a working mom, with few of my co-workers having kids and stacks and stacks of work to do, I just don't have the mom connection that I'm looking for. Someone I can share them with, and share in the happiness that mothering brings. I know not everyone feels the same way about their kids, so it's been a real struggle to find that. But my kids are my whole world...a dream, a lifestyle, my life. I have so much to share about them; too much for Facebook. I'm pretty certain my Facebook friends have had way more than enough of them, and here I am...just can't get enough. Writing about them is an outlet for me. To share what is on my heart, and on this journey for which there is no path that lies ahead. It's like mowing my own way through a beautiful field of wild flowers. Each memory being unique, beautiful, and perfectly placed. I can go wherever I want to go.
So much time has passed that now I have a third child, a perfect little girl that was the perfect little match to our perfect little family. And time just keeps on slipping...faster and faster. Our daughter is one, now. And her brothers are four and six. Beautiful is the best word that I have to describe them all. Even that word doesn't do them justice, in my opinion.
The picture resembles my dream, and really defines my children with no words. Austin is the nurturing older brother, always making sure that his siblings are safe and following the rules. Ashton is ecclectic, imaginitive, and independent. And Avery, the baby, is girly, curious and happy. They are all very beautiful, and fun...the way that all children should be.
They are mine; ours; and we are very proud.
