Friday, April 20, 2012

My Mommy Heart

This morning I held a child while silent tears ran down her face. She was the same age and size as one of my daughters and she cuddled into me the same way. My mommy heart broke and re-broke several times while I held her.

When I got home my little girls mended my heart. We went out to eat at our favorite restaurant, Renee discovered that she likes crab dip. I had one of those moments where you realize that now that you're a mom you can do pretty much anything. While Renee sat on my lap eating my dinner, I also ate my dinner while giving Lydia a bottle. No problem. Renee then did the impossible. While sitting on my lap fully dressed eating her dinner she peed on me! I was wet and she was dry!!! Not possible! Unless you have a monster, and I mean monster diaper wedgie. On the way home she made up a song, "Happy happy, Mommy, Daddy. Happy, happy, Daddy happy, Mommy happy, Lydia happy, Happy, happy." My mommy heart was happy.

As of yesterday Lydia is 8 months old. The view I most often have of her is the top of her head. She wants to stand and pulls up on anything and everything. I don't have to look far for her she is usually attached to my leg. I kind of like it, my daughters are my best accessories.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

A Little Like Me

Mom likes to tell a story about the difference between her children. She uses the example of mopping the floor and telling us all to stay out until the floor was dry. One would blatantly disregard the rule and run straight through. One would stand in the doorway and put her toes just over the edge of the entry...that was me. I wanted to know, do you mean what you say or is it ok if I follow my interpretation of the rule...will I get in trouble if I break the letter of the law or the meaning of the law. I knew the rule was made so we wouldn't get the floor dirty so sometimes I would run through in my clean socks when she wasn't looking, not to mess up the floor but to see if she would be able to tell I had walked through. Shen never knew (sorry Mom) and what I learned was that rules weren't important if they didn't have meaning so I could choose which rules I followed and which ones I didn't which amounts to rebellion. So the point of this is that the other day I told Renee "We don't stand on the couch. The couch is for sitting. If you stand on it you have to go to your room." What did she do? She kneeled. I hadn't said anything about kneeling but I did say that the couch was for sitting. The look in her eye told me I have a daughter just like me so I spent a minute debating what to do and sent her to her room. I told her to go and she took off running, went straight to her room and came back a minute later, climbed up on the couch and stood. I sent her to her room. We did this three of four times before she came back and sat down. Hasn't stood since. So my lesson for the day was that small things matter and obedience needs to be learned for the simple fact of obedience.

On to matters of cuteness...I love watching Lydia and Renee play together these days. It is so sweet. They adore each other. Lydia has just taken off, as I write I'm sitting on the floor and Lydia has pulled up to cling to my back, she wants to stand more than sit and uses the furniture or anything she can get hold of to stand and is even starting to walk along the couch. For breakfast this morning she gummed her way through 2 pancakes. She is thrilled with herself for eating real food and can't seem to get enough of it. Despite the fact that I stepped right in a puddle of spit up this morning she is keeping more food in her stomach and less is coming back up. After so much worry I have no more doubts about her health. Her grins and giggles mean the world to me and seeing her crawl across the floor and eat with a healthy appetite is not taken for granted. I am so blessed to have two beautiful, healthy girls.