Ok, on Facebook Sherri challenged us to post each day what we are thankful for and so far I’ve been able to do that everyday. I posted that I was thankful for a job I love, the veterans that fight for my freedom, my faith and my most favorite thing I’m thankful for My First Born….I bet I get in trouble for this post……..

I not only love this girl like no other, I LIKE HER!!! The really cool thing is I think she likes me back.


She is the best sister in the world, but she won’t let her brother or sister be rude and disrespectful to me without calling them on it.
I have so many hopes and dreams for The First Born, she is so smart no smart isn’t even the right word she is brilliant and I know someday it’s going to all fall into place for her. She will figure out what she wants to be when she grows up and she will be great at whatever it is.

She is creative, an Etsy shop is in her future I’m sure.

The girl loves some tattoos and there is no changing her mind about them, come to think of it there is no changing her mind about anything.
She wishes I would not blog about her, what she doesn’t realize is I blog about the things I love so here she is! The good thing is she hardly ever reads my blog and I’m sure Scot With One T will read this and NOT tell her about it, so all is good.
I hope that she continues to march to her own drum, and she continues to follow her heart. I am so glad she is making better choices then I ever made and I know she will always be true to herself. Does anything else really matter?
I wrote her a letter the day she was born and I remember looking into that face and being blown away that I could love someone so much, I haven’t always been the mom she deserved and I am so thankful she loves me anyway.












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jhoop // November 12, 2009 at 10:21 pm |
What have you been eating??? You are in a good place. I’m jealous. I’m lying in bed, sick with an ear infection, trying to figure out how to get my husband to stop smoking. If not to quit smoking then to at least not smoke in the house. I feel like I am suffocating from it. Hell, even the dogs smells. HELP ME IF YOU CAN.