Audrey will be 7 months old tomorrow.... I CANNOT believe it! She is losing the "baby" look, and is beginning to look more like a toddler. She is pulling herself up, babbling, clapping her hands, eating finger foods, and growing WAY to fast. It seems like yesterday I was thanking God for her safe entry into this world, now I pray that He keeps her safe, since we can't keep her still!!!
She is closer to being a year old now, which made me cry today (I am turning into a complete SAP!!) I am afraid I am going to blink, and she will be 13. That's what it feels like, anyway. I can't imagine what a mess I will be when she turns, 1 or 13, or (holding my breath) 16!!!! Everyone said "Enjoy it, she will grow up way too fast!", I thought I took that advice to heart, but I had no idea what "too fast" meant. I do not regret one single, solitary moment of holding her when she was a baby ( and I held her CONSTANTLY), although some criticized it, and told me I was spoiling her. I do not regret cuddling with her EVERY chance I had. I do not regret ANY decision we have made up to this point. I can honestly say I have enjoyed every minute I am lucky enough to have with our little "miracle". I am starting to have a little mommy panic, in that she rarely stays still long enough for me to cuddle with and hold her.... but I guess, such is life! She is exploring the world on her own, in her own little way, and I LOVE watching the expressions on her face when she discovers something new, or accomplishes something new. It is the highlight of my day!
I know all moms feel the heart break of their child's "growing" pains, and I am ok with the fact that she will one day be a wonderfully independent, smart woman......... I just wish it wasn't happening so fast.......
Friday, October 22, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Parental Pledge...
At our most recent visit to our pediatrician, we were told to start setting "disciplinary" guidelines... WHAT?!? Audrey is 6 months old, are you kidding me... Apparently not. So, we implemented the use of "No", and started thinking about our "parenting style". Until now, that style consisted of playing with and simply adoring Audrey every chance we could. We have basically decided that we don't "believe" in parenting in one specific style, instead we want to use a culmination of several styles. Jeremy, very articulately put it as " We don't have one specific style, we just have a pledge to our daughter." Boy, did that make the ol' brain start churning! We have compiled a list of what we call the "Parenting Pledge". Basically its a list of what to do, and what not to do, based on our own childhood experiences, our friends parenting experiences, and those random occasions when you see a horrible example of parenting at, let's say, Kroger.
Parenting Pledge to Audrey:
1. We will have fun and play as often as possible. (You will grow up too fast to pass up an opportunity for us to have fun together.)
2. Boredom is not welcome in our house... We will always find something to do.
3. You will use your manners at all times.
3.5. You may not have Mountain Dew in your sippy cup
4. Dinner will be at the dinner table every night.
4.5. Cheetos do not count as dinner
5. You can get dirty as often as you want. (There's nothing wrong with playing outside in the back yard)
6. You will not have to wear dresses 90% of the time. I have no opposition to pants and jeans.
7. I will not imposed my tomboyishness on you, but I will not frown upon it either.
8. I will not let anyone else impose their will on you. You are your own person, and that should not be stifled.
8.5 You may not go 2 weeks without a bath.
9. I will not mind if you want to go "help" Daddy while he is working on his truck, dirt bike, etc.
10. If you choose the dance/cheer leading route, that is fine. You will have to wait until you are 8 years old to start.... I just don't want it to be too hard on your body. I will be your biggest fan
10.5. Twice a month, you will have a daddy date. You get to pick where you want to go, and what you want to do (within reason) and spend the whole day with your dad. (Hopefully this one lasts long past your teenage years)
10.75. We will protect you from the "real" world as long as possible.
(The rules for teenage years started about this time.... Most of them are Daddy's rules.)
(P.S. I bet he doesn't stick to half of them... You already have him wrapped around your finger)
11. A 3.0 GPA is mandatory. (Momma's exception....if you are trying your hardest, a C is fine)
11.5 . We will have mommy daughter time at least twice a month. (same rules apply as 10.5)
12. No dating until you are 16.
13. No make up until you are 13.
14. You will have a part time job (Momma's exception... If you have a 3.0 and extracurricular activities we will compromise & work out a better solution)
15. You will pay your own car insurance and/or payment (Momma's exception.... see # 14)
16. There will be no boys in the house after 8pm (Can you tell this is daddy's rule?)
17. There will be no "princess" attitude. (Momma's rule)
18. We are going shopping at least every few months, just for fun!
19. You will learn to take care of yourself completely (Laundry, cooking, cleaning, work, etc.) you cannot expect to be taken care of. ( But I will as long as possible)
20. Baby girl, you will be loved every single day!
21. We will give you the knowledge you need to make informed decisions about what ever life throws at you.
22. Once you are exposed to the real world and its harshness, we will help you make good decisions, and trust that you will
23. You will always be loved!!
Honestly, I hope we never have to implement half of these rules. We know you are going to be a wonderful person, and are a little overwhelmed that God trusts us so much to to raise you right.. We just hope we get it right!!!
P.S. This is the 1st Draft. I will update soon, because as we were going over this, several other "issues" came up. Next edition : Religion, and "the early years"
Parenting Pledge to Audrey:
1. We will have fun and play as often as possible. (You will grow up too fast to pass up an opportunity for us to have fun together.)
2. Boredom is not welcome in our house... We will always find something to do.
3. You will use your manners at all times.
3.5. You may not have Mountain Dew in your sippy cup
4. Dinner will be at the dinner table every night.
4.5. Cheetos do not count as dinner
5. You can get dirty as often as you want. (There's nothing wrong with playing outside in the back yard)
6. You will not have to wear dresses 90% of the time. I have no opposition to pants and jeans.
7. I will not imposed my tomboyishness on you, but I will not frown upon it either.
8. I will not let anyone else impose their will on you. You are your own person, and that should not be stifled.
8.5 You may not go 2 weeks without a bath.
9. I will not mind if you want to go "help" Daddy while he is working on his truck, dirt bike, etc.
10. If you choose the dance/cheer leading route, that is fine. You will have to wait until you are 8 years old to start.... I just don't want it to be too hard on your body. I will be your biggest fan
10.5. Twice a month, you will have a daddy date. You get to pick where you want to go, and what you want to do (within reason) and spend the whole day with your dad. (Hopefully this one lasts long past your teenage years)
10.75. We will protect you from the "real" world as long as possible.
(The rules for teenage years started about this time.... Most of them are Daddy's rules.)
(P.S. I bet he doesn't stick to half of them... You already have him wrapped around your finger)
11. A 3.0 GPA is mandatory. (Momma's exception....if you are trying your hardest, a C is fine)
11.5 . We will have mommy daughter time at least twice a month. (same rules apply as 10.5)
12. No dating until you are 16.
13. No make up until you are 13.
14. You will have a part time job (Momma's exception... If you have a 3.0 and extracurricular activities we will compromise & work out a better solution)
15. You will pay your own car insurance and/or payment (Momma's exception.... see # 14)
16. There will be no boys in the house after 8pm (Can you tell this is daddy's rule?)
17. There will be no "princess" attitude. (Momma's rule)
18. We are going shopping at least every few months, just for fun!
19. You will learn to take care of yourself completely (Laundry, cooking, cleaning, work, etc.) you cannot expect to be taken care of. ( But I will as long as possible)
20. Baby girl, you will be loved every single day!
21. We will give you the knowledge you need to make informed decisions about what ever life throws at you.
22. Once you are exposed to the real world and its harshness, we will help you make good decisions, and trust that you will
23. You will always be loved!!
Honestly, I hope we never have to implement half of these rules. We know you are going to be a wonderful person, and are a little overwhelmed that God trusts us so much to to raise you right.. We just hope we get it right!!!
P.S. This is the 1st Draft. I will update soon, because as we were going over this, several other "issues" came up. Next edition : Religion, and "the early years"
Friday, September 24, 2010
Here we go...
So.... Even though I swore I wouldn't do it until January, I went back to the doctor to talk about #2. I know, I'm crazy! I am just one of those people, who want to be proactive I suppose. The funny thing is, as soon as the doctor walked into the room, he looked at me; winked, and said "I bet you want #2!" He's a mind reader!
We talked and conversated trying to come up with the best "plan of attack" as the doctor called it, and decided to try one more round of medication. I refused several types of treatment that we tried last time, because they make me feel like crap, and I refuse to be at 50% for my daughter. She deserves her mom to be at 100% for her at all times. We finally compromised on one more hormone treatment, and an honest to goodness effort by me to get my blood sugar under control. He basically told me that last time I got pregnant with no medication or treatment was a complete "stroke of luck", or in my terms "complete miracle". So, here we go again. 3 months of hormone treatment, and a strict diet, and maybe, just maybe, #2 sometime next year.
After the last time, and all the struggles we dealt with, it was really hard to come to the decision, that we are going to do it again. Not that we don't want #2, or don't think it is well worth it, for lack of better words, it was just HARD to deal with. But here we are, getting ready to do it again.
I am trying not to get excited, but I refuse to be pessimistic either. I have decided not to be greedy; meaning we already received our miracle, if we are not blessed with another one, I am ok with that. I almost feel guilty asking for another one, not too many people are blessed with one miracle. Who am I to ask for another? I do hope the big Man blesses us with another child, but I have decided I am ok with our family of 3 for now. We decided to "try" for a year, max!! After that we will consider alternatives; adoption, foster care, etc. I just don't want Audrey to ever think she isn't enough because we want another child. We adore that little girl, and will happily spend every day making sure she knows that!! I am trying to take everything for what it is. The "struggle" will NOT define me. Actually, I refuse to let it be a struggle. I will consider myself blessed either way.
We talked and conversated trying to come up with the best "plan of attack" as the doctor called it, and decided to try one more round of medication. I refused several types of treatment that we tried last time, because they make me feel like crap, and I refuse to be at 50% for my daughter. She deserves her mom to be at 100% for her at all times. We finally compromised on one more hormone treatment, and an honest to goodness effort by me to get my blood sugar under control. He basically told me that last time I got pregnant with no medication or treatment was a complete "stroke of luck", or in my terms "complete miracle". So, here we go again. 3 months of hormone treatment, and a strict diet, and maybe, just maybe, #2 sometime next year.
After the last time, and all the struggles we dealt with, it was really hard to come to the decision, that we are going to do it again. Not that we don't want #2, or don't think it is well worth it, for lack of better words, it was just HARD to deal with. But here we are, getting ready to do it again.
I am trying not to get excited, but I refuse to be pessimistic either. I have decided not to be greedy; meaning we already received our miracle, if we are not blessed with another one, I am ok with that. I almost feel guilty asking for another one, not too many people are blessed with one miracle. Who am I to ask for another? I do hope the big Man blesses us with another child, but I have decided I am ok with our family of 3 for now. We decided to "try" for a year, max!! After that we will consider alternatives; adoption, foster care, etc. I just don't want Audrey to ever think she isn't enough because we want another child. We adore that little girl, and will happily spend every day making sure she knows that!! I am trying to take everything for what it is. The "struggle" will NOT define me. Actually, I refuse to let it be a struggle. I will consider myself blessed either way.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Things ( I think) I know...
1. Audrey is growing WAY too fast.
2. Every moment is a "special" moment.
3. Every first, is just as exciting as the one before.
4. Audrey learns something new every, single day.
5. She will a teenager in no time.
6. No one really cares if there are dirty dishes in the sink.
7. No matter what kind of day I have, it ALWAYS gets better at 6.
8. Every one has their own "parenting style". Just because it's not the way I would do things, doesn't make it "wrong". (And vice versa)
9. Loving a child is unlike any other love.
10. It really does take a village (or lots of family) to raise a child.
11. Sometimes you just have to let the little things go, and look at the big picture.
12. Audrey does not like green beans
13. It's kind of crazy how much one little person changes your whole world!! Obviously for the best!
2. Every moment is a "special" moment.
3. Every first, is just as exciting as the one before.
4. Audrey learns something new every, single day.
5. She will a teenager in no time.
6. No one really cares if there are dirty dishes in the sink.
7. No matter what kind of day I have, it ALWAYS gets better at 6.
8. Every one has their own "parenting style". Just because it's not the way I would do things, doesn't make it "wrong". (And vice versa)
9. Loving a child is unlike any other love.
10. It really does take a village (or lots of family) to raise a child.
11. Sometimes you just have to let the little things go, and look at the big picture.
12. Audrey does not like green beans
13. It's kind of crazy how much one little person changes your whole world!! Obviously for the best!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
When you know, you know.....
This time 5 years ago (CRAZINESS) I was wrapping up wedding plans, & preparing to marry a pretty amazing man.
Friday, September 17th, Jeremy and I will celebrate our 5 year anniversary (thanks to Nana for babysitting). That sounds absolutely NUTS! It seems like we have only been married 5 minutes, not 5 years. I guess that means I am a VERY lucky and blessed lady! Not only am I lucky enough to come home to my best friend every night, I get to come home to Audrey's dad!
I have dated my fair share of "special" (not the good kind) of guys, and after the last disaster of a relationship, I decided I was done, until I found the "one." I always dated your average "all-american" boy, with dark hair, dark skin, and 6 ft tall. I wasn't quite sure what to think when this little (5'10) blond guy with a few piercings, and his butt hanging out his jeans, asked me out to lunch.... Luckily for me, I went. After that "date", if you count Arby's as a date, I decided he was for me. Those of you who know me, know I ponder and think way too much, but I instantly decided this guy was gonna be mine. Granted I had to wait a few years, as he was dating someone, then I would be "involved" with someone, etc., etc. but I always knew.
I always thought you had to be able to be friends with the person you spend the rest of your life with.... Love is grand and all, but if you aren't friends, love isn't enough.
This guy quickly became one of my best friends. It took him FOREVER to actually ask me out, but he's a slow mover! Ironically, our first date was October Friday the 13th. Several of my friends "warned" me that it was bad "luck", but oh well. I am not the superstitious type, and it paid off.
We overcame obstacles when we were dating, but I think it just prepared us for obstacles in marriage. We got "looks" in public, but I didn't care. It was a little funny to see pictures of us, since he was a "punk skater" type, and I would be in "all american" gear. But, I always blew it off, and giggled at reactions of others. Alot of people seemed to have trouble looking past the outside to the inside (including my parents), but I knew that big heart was under the "scary" facade.
Shortly after our 3rd or 4th date we ran to Petsmart to get my dog some dog food. I was ready to check out, and was having trouble finding Jeremy. I looked over by the adoption area and he was teary eyed at the thought of a poor abused cat not being adopted. Wow! What a guy! This guy was too good to be true. He was an animal lover, was a huge family man, and was wonderful to his momma and granny! He was definitely a keeper.
It is interesting to look back and see how much we have both changed, but the change has definitely been for the best. I love the fact that we have grown together, learned together, and tackled obstacles together. Now we get to raise our beautiful little girl together.
I hope that we can be the role models Audrey deserves, and that she is able to learn the value of marriage and love from us. I want her to look back at her life, and say "I want to havewhat mom and dad have." When she asks me how she will know if "he" is the one, I will tell her to make sure she feels cherished, loved, respected, and to make sure "he" can make her laugh. I want her to look for a man like her daddy, with her grandpa rolled in. When she asks how you "really know", all I can tell her is to listen to her heart, because when you know, you know.
Friday, September 17th, Jeremy and I will celebrate our 5 year anniversary (thanks to Nana for babysitting). That sounds absolutely NUTS! It seems like we have only been married 5 minutes, not 5 years. I guess that means I am a VERY lucky and blessed lady! Not only am I lucky enough to come home to my best friend every night, I get to come home to Audrey's dad!
I have dated my fair share of "special" (not the good kind) of guys, and after the last disaster of a relationship, I decided I was done, until I found the "one." I always dated your average "all-american" boy, with dark hair, dark skin, and 6 ft tall. I wasn't quite sure what to think when this little (5'10) blond guy with a few piercings, and his butt hanging out his jeans, asked me out to lunch.... Luckily for me, I went. After that "date", if you count Arby's as a date, I decided he was for me. Those of you who know me, know I ponder and think way too much, but I instantly decided this guy was gonna be mine. Granted I had to wait a few years, as he was dating someone, then I would be "involved" with someone, etc., etc. but I always knew.
I always thought you had to be able to be friends with the person you spend the rest of your life with.... Love is grand and all, but if you aren't friends, love isn't enough.
This guy quickly became one of my best friends. It took him FOREVER to actually ask me out, but he's a slow mover! Ironically, our first date was October Friday the 13th. Several of my friends "warned" me that it was bad "luck", but oh well. I am not the superstitious type, and it paid off.
We overcame obstacles when we were dating, but I think it just prepared us for obstacles in marriage. We got "looks" in public, but I didn't care. It was a little funny to see pictures of us, since he was a "punk skater" type, and I would be in "all american" gear. But, I always blew it off, and giggled at reactions of others. Alot of people seemed to have trouble looking past the outside to the inside (including my parents), but I knew that big heart was under the "scary" facade.
Shortly after our 3rd or 4th date we ran to Petsmart to get my dog some dog food. I was ready to check out, and was having trouble finding Jeremy. I looked over by the adoption area and he was teary eyed at the thought of a poor abused cat not being adopted. Wow! What a guy! This guy was too good to be true. He was an animal lover, was a huge family man, and was wonderful to his momma and granny! He was definitely a keeper.
It is interesting to look back and see how much we have both changed, but the change has definitely been for the best. I love the fact that we have grown together, learned together, and tackled obstacles together. Now we get to raise our beautiful little girl together.
I hope that we can be the role models Audrey deserves, and that she is able to learn the value of marriage and love from us. I want her to look back at her life, and say "I want to havewhat mom and dad have." When she asks me how she will know if "he" is the one, I will tell her to make sure she feels cherished, loved, respected, and to make sure "he" can make her laugh. I want her to look for a man like her daddy, with her grandpa rolled in. When she asks how you "really know", all I can tell her is to listen to her heart, because when you know, you know.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
So, I met this guy.....
.....and he is the new # 1 guy in my life!!! (sorry Jeremy!) ;)
Kayden James Cooper arrived 9/10/10, and let me tell you, my nephew is going to be a heart beaker!!! He weighed in at 6 pounds and is 18 inches long. He has a head full of blond hair, & his momma's nose. He has his daddy's hands, and eyes. He is adorable!! With parents like his, I should not be surprised! ;)
I know how powerful a mother's love is, and I am pretty sure that this little man is going to benefit from TONS of it!! His momma is beaming with love and pride, and his daddy can't quit smiling. It is amazing to watch! ( I am SOOOO proud of them both!)
I am looking forward to having the best of both worlds. I get to be Audrey's mom and Kayden's aunt, (that sounds soo weird). What could be better? I get to spoil him rotten, spoil him a little more and send him home (unless its a sleepover night), and I get to raise my beautiful little girl 2 streets away. This momma's love is going to shower them both, as I already feel protective of him, since I am going to be his favorite Aunt and all.... (hehe)!! It is kind of crazy that you can become immediately attached and feel unparalleled love for a tiny little person the first time you meet them. I am already slightly obsessed with this little guy ;) I can't wait to see Audrey and Kayden interact, and grow up together!
It is amazing how God has blessed us all!! I am equally amazed how he has expanded my heart to hold an amount of love I never knew I could posses. I was pretty sure Audrey would always BE my heart, and she is (of course), but Mr. Kayden has a huge chunk of it too!!
The future for the Moreland family and the Cooper family is looking amazingly bright, and I am soooo excited to see what the future brings to us all!!!
Monday, August 30, 2010
So what.....
It sounds rather elementary, but those 2 words snapped me back to reality. Sounds ridiculous, right?
Let me rewind.......
I have been struggling ALOT lately, with the "traditional mom vs. career mom" decision and definition. I constantly beat myself up because I have to work for a living (gasp), and cannot stay home with our baby girl. I am surrounded by "traditional" moms, who either have the ability to stay home with their children, or have the luxury of being home to get their kids off the bus, or only work for "spending" money. I, however, do not have that luxury and was beginning to feel inadequate as a mother.
Recently, I was offered a very wonderful opportunity for a "huge" promotion, but it involves substantially more work. Luckily, that does not mean more time away from home, just cramming more into my day, and working from home after Audrey is in bed. I obsessed over this decision for days, feeling like a HORRIBLE mother, because I was actually was contemplating choosing work over my daughter. Balancing life, mommyhood and a career is not easy.
I sat at lunch with one of my dear friends, explaining the agonizing decision I was trying to make. She completely understood, and sympathized with me, because it was her duty as my BFF, but she looked at me like I had 4 heads. Then she looked at me, said 2 words, and rattled my world.
The conversation went something like this:
Me : " I feel like people think I am a horrible mom. I work 50 plus hours a week, not including drive time, and I am contemplating taking on more responsibilty. I am always home for bedtime, and make sure I am the first person she sees when she gets up, but how do I know if that's enough."
Her : " Sounds like you have most of your bases covered, and I know Jeremy always pitches in when needed. Does Audrey ever go without what she needs? I know for a fact every time she is sick or needs you, you stay home. Seems like you know what your priorities are and how to organize time to make sure you spend time with her."
Me : " I just feel like other people look at me like it's not enough"
Her : " So what??"
*Picture me with a very confused look on my face*
Epiphany!!!
Her : "You have always been an independent thinker, why do you care what other people think now?!"
Holy Crap!!! She's a genius!
Who was I becoming? I know I am a good mom, and wife. Why was I so confused??
I call it "mommy guilt." I would LOVE to spend every single minute with Audrey, but I do not have that luxury. I schedule my time well, and make sure each and everyone of her needs is met in a timely fashion. I am always home by 6:30 at the latest. (It is by far, my favorite time of the day) I feed her, we have playtime, I bathe her, read her a bedtime story and put her to bed. It's what we call "mommy time." That also helps dad get his "daddy time", so he can take a breather. I get her up every morning. We have play time, I feed her, get her dressed and we start our day together.
I can do this. I really think I can. I know some people don't get it, or think I am choosing the wrong path. In the end, I will provide a wonderful life for my daughter, and that is what matters. I know it will not be easy, I don't expect it to. The biggest fan I have, is my amazingly supportive husband, who I come home to every night. He is the lynch pin in this operation.
As long as my daughter and husband are happy and know they are loved and cherished, I will consider myself a good mom and wife. If the day comes, when either of them tell me or feel otherwise, I will be more than happy to remedy the situation.
As far as what other people think.... So what!?!
P.S. Her parting one liner is now my motto "Superwoman had no Kryptonite!!"
Let me rewind.......
I have been struggling ALOT lately, with the "traditional mom vs. career mom" decision and definition. I constantly beat myself up because I have to work for a living (gasp), and cannot stay home with our baby girl. I am surrounded by "traditional" moms, who either have the ability to stay home with their children, or have the luxury of being home to get their kids off the bus, or only work for "spending" money. I, however, do not have that luxury and was beginning to feel inadequate as a mother.
Recently, I was offered a very wonderful opportunity for a "huge" promotion, but it involves substantially more work. Luckily, that does not mean more time away from home, just cramming more into my day, and working from home after Audrey is in bed. I obsessed over this decision for days, feeling like a HORRIBLE mother, because I was actually was contemplating choosing work over my daughter. Balancing life, mommyhood and a career is not easy.
I sat at lunch with one of my dear friends, explaining the agonizing decision I was trying to make. She completely understood, and sympathized with me, because it was her duty as my BFF, but she looked at me like I had 4 heads. Then she looked at me, said 2 words, and rattled my world.
The conversation went something like this:
Me : " I feel like people think I am a horrible mom. I work 50 plus hours a week, not including drive time, and I am contemplating taking on more responsibilty. I am always home for bedtime, and make sure I am the first person she sees when she gets up, but how do I know if that's enough."
Her : " Sounds like you have most of your bases covered, and I know Jeremy always pitches in when needed. Does Audrey ever go without what she needs? I know for a fact every time she is sick or needs you, you stay home. Seems like you know what your priorities are and how to organize time to make sure you spend time with her."
Me : " I just feel like other people look at me like it's not enough"
Her : " So what??"
*Picture me with a very confused look on my face*
Epiphany!!!
Her : "You have always been an independent thinker, why do you care what other people think now?!"
Holy Crap!!! She's a genius!
Who was I becoming? I know I am a good mom, and wife. Why was I so confused??
I call it "mommy guilt." I would LOVE to spend every single minute with Audrey, but I do not have that luxury. I schedule my time well, and make sure each and everyone of her needs is met in a timely fashion. I am always home by 6:30 at the latest. (It is by far, my favorite time of the day) I feed her, we have playtime, I bathe her, read her a bedtime story and put her to bed. It's what we call "mommy time." That also helps dad get his "daddy time", so he can take a breather. I get her up every morning. We have play time, I feed her, get her dressed and we start our day together.
I can do this. I really think I can. I know some people don't get it, or think I am choosing the wrong path. In the end, I will provide a wonderful life for my daughter, and that is what matters. I know it will not be easy, I don't expect it to. The biggest fan I have, is my amazingly supportive husband, who I come home to every night. He is the lynch pin in this operation.
As long as my daughter and husband are happy and know they are loved and cherished, I will consider myself a good mom and wife. If the day comes, when either of them tell me or feel otherwise, I will be more than happy to remedy the situation.
As far as what other people think.... So what!?!
P.S. Her parting one liner is now my motto "Superwoman had no Kryptonite!!"
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