Life as we ‘know it’

Tonight’s title is inspired by a quote I’ve liked for a very long time. It honestly makes me sick to think of all the times it has been appropriate for me to say. I’m pretty sure the last time I was discussing this theory of my life it was with one of my best friends ever, Adam. I really miss him a TON. The times when I needed some advice he would always be there, and have something to say. Life as ‘we know it’ has changed, once again and that totally stinks.

So, on to the main purpose of writing this post. I just wanted to give a little insight into some of my beliefs, etc. I’m not saying they are the correct ones by any means- but they are mine.

Ever wondered how someone with a less-than-model parent turns out? Well usually it’s one of two ways. 1- they are just like their parents. 2- they choose to better themselves and make better choices for their children. You guessed it- I’m 2.

Growing up I always got what I needed, and sometimes wanted. My Mom gave me most of the things I asked for. I didn’t get the coolest clothes, we didn’t drive a new car, and we didn’t have a giant house. In fact we lived in a trailer. Those aren’t really the most important things either, but to a kid they are. It’s so unfortunate how the world has become. Seriously, kids are vicious! My little Addy isn’t going to have to go through some of the things I did when I was growing up. I won’t allow it.

Although we didn’t have a lot of money, I did have one valuable: my family. From my earliest memory I recall my grandparents (2 Grandmas and a Grandpa) always spending time with me. My Dad’s Mom always had me one night a week- never failed. She never skipped our day and she always made me dinner (macaroni & cheese). My Mom’s parents spent as much time as they could with me too. In the Summers and on Winter break I would always go stay at their house. Grandma always made me pancakes and Grandpa and I would sneak away for lunch (he had heart surgery and was on a limited diet). I have countless memories of fun things from my childhood and 9/10 the people involved were one of my grandparents.

Grandpa and I used to have vegetable stands. I went on vacation with my Grandparents, and spent a ton of time with them. It was always a treat to go on vacation because Mom never really got one- she always worked. We went on all sorts of travels and it was so much fun. Also a treat for me because we got to go out to eat- even for breakfast.

Sometimes it is the little things in life that matter the most. As you know from my post last week- in an effort to enrich Addy’s experiences I have began looking for playgroups and activities to do with her. Last week we checked out toddler time at the library. She had so much fun! She played with a toy that we have at home, and didn’t even cry when a little boy took part of it away from her. Next, I am going to join the local MOPS program and take her to playtime 2 times a month. That will also provide me with an opportunity to meet more Moms around town, and Addy to meet more children of different races. (another criticism I have from my childhood) I want her to see no difference in color. In today’s world she will be surrounded by other kids of all walks of life. I don’t want her to be taught the disrespectful things certain people in my life TRIED to teach me. It’s a diverse place and I want my little princess to understand we are all different, but the same.

Parenting isn’t a book although sometimes I wish it was. Everyday I wake up and make a choice to instill my best qualities in my daughter. I can’t be the only one to teach her life lessons. Parenting isn’t a one-person job although it feels that way lately. One of the best things I have ever done is to stay at home with her these past few months. After all I would have missed her first step, about 8 teeth, and a couple of other milestones.

I guess the point of this post is- too many people take things for granted. You may wake up tomorrow and it will be gone- poof – into thin air. Think about the one thing you should do, or have been meaning to do, and go do it. I wish I had gotten to see my Grandpa more before he passed away 2 years ago, but I didn’t. I am so thankful I did get to see him just two days before he left us. I miss him so much and would have given anything for Addy to meet her Great-Grandpa she gets her middle name from. Grandma always called him Kenny but to everyone else he was Joe.
I want to close this post with a super-adorable photo of Addy the other morning in her PJ’s in her bean bag chair. Her crazy hair reminds me of the crazy hair I used to have in pictures when I was her age (except mine was a carrot top!)

This little face keeps me going every day. Without her I seriously don’t know what I would do. I would be totally lost and probably a hermit by now. I wake up every morning and see her pretty little face- I say her name and that reminds me of the greatest people I’ve ever known. That, in itself fixes everything.

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