Mommy, Mom, Mother

I have to admit this is copied and not original but it is a message that I have enjoyed. I am entering the ages where I don't quite know very much... ugh.. My prayer is that we all get thru it with as little conflict as possible. Times have changed and the pressure of being a good mom are combined with also being a good wife, daughter, daughter-in-law, sister, friend and of course good at my job. How do some people balance it all with such grace. I am the first to admit my failures in most areas and the first to thank God for each and every one of them.



Real Mothers know that a child's growthis not measured by height or years or grade...
It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...


The Images of Mother4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45 YEAR S OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!

Marching to his own beat.

Our youngest son Josiah is truly one of a kind. From a very early age he has had definite opinions about how things should or shouldn't be done. When he was little he used to love wearing two different colored socks. "JoJo style" we called it. To this day he still loves funny socks. Thankfully he has a grandma who knits him fun red/white/blue striped socks and he stole my Santa socks this Christmas. Being the youngest he tends to be a little messy. Organization does not come easy to him. I am so sorry that he got that from me. Even at age 2 his grandpa would make him clean up his Lincoln logs. "SEE!" he would say as he slammed each one back in the box. Over the years I have truly learned to love his quirkiness though. This morning after both me and Jeter( our dog )woke him up 3 times for school, Josiah still was not coming down for breakfast. After some investigation we discovered he was sitting on the end of his bed rubbing his mood stone apparently trying to figure out his mood before picking out his clothes. He is 9 and wonderful. After being born with a whole in his heart that still leaves him with a very loud and unique heartbeat. I'm Thankful that he is happy and healthy and marching to that very special beat of his.

Do I really have 108 friends?

With the new addition of facebook into my life I find myself asking, do I really have 108 friends? Some of the very people who wouldn't give me the time of day in high school now want to be included in my friends list. It's quite surreal for me to have them comment on how they are glad to recollect. I know I feel like I've been thru 3 different lives since then and I'm sure they have too, so is it possible to reconnect and become friends after all these years? Funny how we all have a need to connect on some level. Ironically I just accepted a friend request from someone today whom was teased daily thru out school. One instance was during the boy/girl "talk" in 6th grade. This poor girl had maxi pads stuck all over her. Wouldn't you know Noah my 5th grade just handed me a permission slip for him to have the "talk" in school. I sure hope we have done a better job teaching our kids tolerance. I know my boys have been exposed to more ethnicities and religions, disabilities and lifestyles than I ever was at their age and I'm thankful they seem more mature than we were. I now find myself wondering do I apologize to her for anything I may have done or said? I just love how God gives us a new perspective. So here's to old friends, current friends and hopefully future friends.

Angie

Hard to Begin.

I have had a hard time deciding what to post first. I think I should start by telling a little about myself but seeing as how my mom is probably the only one reading this and she already knows, well here it goes anyway. I am a 36 year old wife and mother. Mike and I have 3 boys. Ryan (my stepson) is 18 and lives in NJ. He is a star volleyball player and will be starting college next year. Noah is 11 and loves baseball. Josiah is almost 10 and seems to be our musician. He is currently taking piano lessons but wants to add guitar and the drums. I was so blessed to be able to stay home with them until they started first grade. Since then I've been working as a Para Professional for the local school district. I work with Special Education kids to help them be successful in the public school setting. This has been great as I have the same schedule as the boys. You can't complain about 2 weeks off at Christmas and Summer Vacation. I do love my job but there are definitely days I wish I didn't have to go. Having just one day a week to myself to clean, shop etc. would be great. Then I wouldn't have to spend my Saturday doing this and could enjoy the boys more.

I'll try to post this for now and will add pictures on the next post. OOh I just realized there's spell check. Thank goodness because this is not my strong suit.

Thanks for reading,
Talk to you later,
Angie