So, it's been about three years since I have last posted. Man, have things changed.
I couldn't bring myself to read a lot of the posts....yet. I can't wait to go back and read all of the things I wrote about Brooke and Taylor. But, to be perfectly honest, it's going to be hard going back to read the other memories. Not that I miss them, but that they were such a big part of my life back then....and now that part of my life is gone. Just gone. Again, not saying that like it's a bad thing...it's just...different. I love my life today, and am completely and utterly happy and wouldn't have changed a thing.
I thought about changing this blog's name, and maybe I will. I have no idea who subscribes, who has looked for this BlogSpot, or who will ever come across this. I am writing this for the kids....and now I have a new child to add to this. A wonderful five year old step-son. More on that later.
I did read the last post. And most of it was true. I said that I would be writing more on the blog, but obviously that has not happened. Here's my second attempt at doing it again :) What I did write about the kids, and being the best mother I could be, was entirely true. I really wish I would have kept this blog up, but a lot of things stopped me from doing it. Again, all personal. Now that my new life has begun, I feel like I can pick this blog back up and use it as a place to document all the things about the THREE kids. A place for them to look back on, a place for them to read when they get older.
So....moving on to today. It's three days before Taylor's FOURTH birthday. I wrote in the last couple posts about having to watch out for Taylor....man, was I right. She is a spitfire, and I wouldn't change her for anything. That child makes me laugh, and will make me go gray at the same time. She has officially had a concussion - completely knocked unconscious about a year ago. Scarred the living heck out of me. Immediately took her to the hospital....was probably the scariest day of my life. Now, we are dealing with a really deep cut in between her toes that she got from our recent trip to Nick's parents lakehouse. She ran up the boat ladder, and cut herself between her toes. It's pretty nasty. Anyway....more about our general life.
So three years ago when I wrote the last blog post, I had moved into my house on Hickory Cove. It was a good house. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms - ranch. The girls had their own room, and my bedroom was on the other side of the house. Nice fenced in back yard, with a two car garage. Needed no work whatsoever.
Mine and Brian's relationship continued to grow. Wait, what? Brian? Brian who? I have never once mentioned Brian in a previous blog post....for a reason. I wasn't sure where we were going to end up. I didn't want to put it out on the internet for all the world to see, not knowing where we would end up. Well, guess where we ended up? Married!!!!!! We got married on 9/21/14 - almost a year ago. And even a lot has happened since that point. We moved into a small condo - the five of us - in a two bedroom, two bath condo. It was so much better than I ever thought it would be. The kids were fantastic in that place. We moved into that condo because we decided to build a house. I still can't believe that I actually pulled the trigger and built a house. But, this house....it's more than I ever imagined. More than I ever dreamed of. It's beautiful inside and out. And the people who fill it and make it home are even more beautiful.
Let's start with Brian. He's hard to put into words. The feelings I have for him are hard to put into words. The only thing I can use to describe our relationship is passion. We love with passion, we fight with passion, we raise our kids with passion. I am so very truly thankful for him. He knows me better than I know myself. Scary at times, yes, but ultimately, the best.
Moving onto me. Not much has changed with me. Growing stronger and more confident every day. For better or worse ;) But coming back to the person I was - the person I was truly meant to be.
Now....Brooke. Man, she's tall. Really tall. She definitely has her father's genes. She still looks just like him - no doubt about that. She is almost seven years old, and has lost seven teeth. She is currently in first grade and is in Mrs. Davis' class. She took her first test yesterday and scored 100% on 18 questions. I am sooooo proud of her! It's crazy that they are taking multiple choice/fill in the blank questions in the first grade. She has a best friend that she has had since kindergarten - Brenleigh. They are really attached at the hip. Brenleigh is a sweet kid too, so I approve of this friendship ;) Brooke's reading has really come a long way. She needs to learn a little bit of confidence, but she's really doing great. She is trying to learn how to ride a bike without training wheels, and is doing okay. She's going to start playing soccer with Cecily soon - I think she will have fun....as long as she can concentrate on playing the game, rather than playing with Cecily :). Brooke is still my thoughtful, loving, motherly little girl. She is a great big sister to both Taylor and Carter.
Wait. Who? Carter? Carter is my five year old step-son. He has such an incredible imagination - always has - from the day I met him. I was always amazed by that. He is such a smart five year old. He's doing division and multiplication. He just gets math....and is so like his dad in that way. He is also attending Norton with Brooke and is in Mrs. Galle's class - with 49 other students. It was a little bit of a hard transition for him for the first two weeks....new school....big classroom....new friends. But, now that he's been in there for a month, he's doing great. Probably a tad bored, since he did the same thing last year at Vanguard, but he's taking it in stride, and doing very well. Currently, he is in to clash of clans - big time. Like obsessive....again, just like his father :)
Taylor. Hmmmmm.....it's hard to describe Taylor. She's smart, but pretends not to be. She has a ton of common sense. That child will be the first one to know that I am being sarcastic. She's wild. She will still climb up to the roof if I let her. She has no fear. I don't know where that came from. I worry all the time. I don't think that child has a worry in her. She's going to be my problem child....I said this from day one, and I still think that's true. She will be a lot of fun to watch growing up, figuring out who she is and what she will become. She's the wildcard of the bunch, and I absolutely love that about her.
Miscellaneous stuff.....we have a cat named Mia who is a year old, and a dog named Stella, who is a golden retriever who is almost 9 months old. She was born on Christmas Eve 2014.
I think that's all for now. I am going to TRY....TRY is the key word here.....to update much more regularly now that life has settled down into a wonderful life....and for that, I am thankful.
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