My Children
My children are my world...
Having three little ones of my own and two step children fills my home with love. And noise lol. When I was younger I wanted to live the life of a hippie; free to love and believe in what I want. I didn't think I would inherit children or have a house full of them. Boy was I wrong.
My kids are all completely different. One of my stepchildren is a future lawyer/judge, who asks "why?" to almost every question when she's not satisfied with the answer. The other is a sheriff, giving a disapproving look when we say that "it's ok if they play with the hamper". Loving and smart children, I love them like as if they were my own. I couldn't ask for other children to inherit.
My ex-husband and I have our two daughters who impress me on a daily basis. My six year old with her grown personality who has become this machine for information. I love it! She's grown up so fast and with two additional children, I can't complain. She asks me questions about life all the time. At times I'm shocked by what she asks. A couple weeks ago she asked me "what makes a person bad?" I was caught off guard because we were playing Candyland. I tried to come up with a reason that wasn't so harsh. I explained that at times it can be their surroundings and the way they grow up or the influence of their peers telling them to do bad things. She said "ok" and we kept playing. She's an amazing big sister, extremely helpful, and always looking out for her little sister and brother.
Her little sister sees how careful and caring her sister is and she does the same with their baby brother. She is amazingly clever and knows when and were to either throw a tantrum or be extremely loving and compassionate. Her personality is growing and I can't wait to see how she continues to grow and learn. She is the one that is teaching me to be patient and understanding. With my oldest it was easier because she was a calm kid. This little one can be calm when the time requires it but is a fun hyper princess. She has taught me so much and is still teaching me things, like when to take a step back from reality and being silly. My crazy haired twin will teach me until I'm old and grey I think.
The little prince of the house is not like any of them. He has been such a calm and quiet baby. His sharp eyes look through you and make you feel connected, like he's trying to say "come one mom, lets run! All these girls are going to drive us crazy." I can't help but smile. He is always on the look out for his sisters. He hears their voices and goes off looking for them.
Coming into this world smaller than my two daughters, I immediately came to the conclusion I did something wrong. Did I not eat enough? Was I too stressed? What happened? His dad looked at me and said "Hey, look at his parents! We're little." I smiled back and said "yeah." He's awesome he laughs and makes me feel calm. I am curious to see what's to come with a little boy in a house full of women.
The question of how I manage it with five little ones gets asked often. "How do you deal with all the children?" as if it was mission impossible. It makes me want to laugh. Yes it is hard work and takes patience, and most of all love. The moment you see their faces and hear their cry you never want to hear them cry again. You work hard and you push through. I love each one so much.
