So I was talking to my son a few days ago and he was asking me about one of our cousins. He was speaking about her like she was a little child and I told him, "boy, that girl is 17 years old she is not a little girl". He says back to me "I remember her as little...". That is so funny because he just turned 19 which means he isn't really that much older than her. That conversation got me to thinking, where does all of the time go?!?!?!
I remember on December 30th 1992 while everyone in the house was downstairs watching Oprah I started having what I could only imagine were contractions. I told my parents and then got dressed and headed to the hospital. Four hours later, there is a little red turkey-sized baby in my arms. It seems like the very next day he was sitting up and playing and he was a little person with a personality. Then comes along April 14th 1995. This time was much different. No one was with me I was home alone and the one person I trusted, my friend not the father, was about 30 minutes outside of Myrtle Beach. I called her cell and said it's time. She drove as fast as she could (not that she needed a reason to speed) and we were on the way to the hospital. It was a Saturday afternoon and two and a half hours later, there is a little turkey-sized baby with big eyes. Okay where did the time go?
That baby really did go quickly, she walked, talked and was potty-trained all by the age of one. She got into way more trouble than the boy, at first. Those were two of the most amazing days in my life. I would continue to be surrounded by babies. It seems that there wasn't much time that passed before there was another baby around me, this time it was my little cousin and she was a cute little five pound bag of sugar. Her birth almost coincided with the death of my grandmother. It was fine though because I would tote her around like she was a bag of sugar, she loved it. That little girl is still in my life and I talk with her and she tells me crazy jokes and stories, now she is 13 years old, wow! There were so many more to come.
Right now there are two little girls at church that I have been with since they were babies and one adores me as much as I do her. They are both 4 years old and they are funny and amusing little people. I love to see both of them. Where has all of this time gone? As a logical thinker and someone that understands how things work in the world, this is one thing that still escapes me. I have raised my own children and watched them grow up into the best people I know. I am now helping to raise two more amazing little boys and I watch them and hope they too grow into good people. I know the time has passed and that everyone has grown older but it is so sobering to me. I love all of the little and young people in my life and I feel so grateful that I am in the position to be around all of them. The time has gone the same way it always has, behind us and living in the past is not a good thing but having memories in the past that are great and funny and being able to remember them is one of the most wonderful things in life.
I remember on December 30th 1992 while everyone in the house was downstairs watching Oprah I started having what I could only imagine were contractions. I told my parents and then got dressed and headed to the hospital. Four hours later, there is a little red turkey-sized baby in my arms. It seems like the very next day he was sitting up and playing and he was a little person with a personality. Then comes along April 14th 1995. This time was much different. No one was with me I was home alone and the one person I trusted, my friend not the father, was about 30 minutes outside of Myrtle Beach. I called her cell and said it's time. She drove as fast as she could (not that she needed a reason to speed) and we were on the way to the hospital. It was a Saturday afternoon and two and a half hours later, there is a little turkey-sized baby with big eyes. Okay where did the time go?
That baby really did go quickly, she walked, talked and was potty-trained all by the age of one. She got into way more trouble than the boy, at first. Those were two of the most amazing days in my life. I would continue to be surrounded by babies. It seems that there wasn't much time that passed before there was another baby around me, this time it was my little cousin and she was a cute little five pound bag of sugar. Her birth almost coincided with the death of my grandmother. It was fine though because I would tote her around like she was a bag of sugar, she loved it. That little girl is still in my life and I talk with her and she tells me crazy jokes and stories, now she is 13 years old, wow! There were so many more to come.
Right now there are two little girls at church that I have been with since they were babies and one adores me as much as I do her. They are both 4 years old and they are funny and amusing little people. I love to see both of them. Where has all of this time gone? As a logical thinker and someone that understands how things work in the world, this is one thing that still escapes me. I have raised my own children and watched them grow up into the best people I know. I am now helping to raise two more amazing little boys and I watch them and hope they too grow into good people. I know the time has passed and that everyone has grown older but it is so sobering to me. I love all of the little and young people in my life and I feel so grateful that I am in the position to be around all of them. The time has gone the same way it always has, behind us and living in the past is not a good thing but having memories in the past that are great and funny and being able to remember them is one of the most wonderful things in life.
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