Momma

This weekend we had the opportunity to celebrate so many wonderful mothers. Each mother is unique and special in her own way. The definition of mother in itself can be many, very different, words. I will forever be grateful for the many mothers in my life that have influenced me for the better.

When this beautiful girl made me a mother, I was completely naive to the gift I had been given. Over the last nine years I have come to learn how exceptional the charge.

Then God gave me the precious gift of a son. I got to experience pregnancy one more time and hold that sweet new babe in my arms for a second time.

This year for mother's day the kiddos gave me some gifts that I will treasure forever.

 But....




This Mother's Day we also got to share some exciting news. God has given us one more sweet child to love and care for.

Sweet Baby #3, you will be the most anticipated Christmas gift I have ever received!

Love you more than words can express,

Momma

Musical Talents

I can not tell you how amazed I am with this girl's ability to learn music. She is constantly signing, play music in her room (too loud by the way), adjusting the station in the car, playing Kidz Bop on the iPad and stealing my phone to listen to Pandora. She knows more lyrics than math facts.

She was so excited to perform in her Spring Concert. This year she got to be one of the sheep and had a few speaking parts. She is somewhat shy in a crowd, however her passion to perform is evident.

Jentry took her first year of piano lessons from Mrs. Linabery. She did wonderfully and hardly ever complained about practicing. I am convinced it is because she truly has a love for music. We got to watch her perform for an audience at her piano recital in April. She was so nervous. Just before leaving the house she asked if she could take a few saltine crackers with her, because her stomach was feeling funny. Oh how vividly I suddenly remembered my first piano recital. Yikes!

She blew us away. Cool as a cucumber. Didn't miss a note. Completely memorized. Be still my heart.

We celebrated with the other pianists and families. Cake for everyone! I could not have been more proud. 

Then she quietly came up to me in the crowd and said, "Mom I just threw my retainer away in the trash." 

Be. Still. My. Heart.