We really have a fun thing going. We're both blogging now and actually neither of can believe we're doing it. Invariably when I read hers, my eyes well up with tears. Sometimes cause I'm amazed how quickly she grew up, sometimes because I'm so proud of her, sometimes because I'm so happy for her but mostly its because of how much I love her. Finally, she gets it too. Now that she's a mom - she truly knows how much a mother loves her children. And it never stops. I love Ben and Jamie and love their spouses (Colleen and Tom) like they were my own as well.
Anyway, Jamie's last post was about how important it is to slow down and enjoy the simple pleasures in life. Wow - she's getting it. Laken is nearly 2 years old now and baby Baylor is almost 4 months. Where does the time go????? It seems like only yesterday I was the young mother caring for two small children very close together in ages. As I look back on those years - I wouldn't have traded even ONE day for something different.
So to you Jamie (and Tom) I want to share a poem that I read when I was young and I still remember it. While I didn't follow it as well as I would have liked......I'm on second chances now. So here it is - I'm trying hard to get it right this time around.
If I Had my Child to Raise Over Again
by Diane Loomans
If I had my child to raise over again
I'd build self-esteem first and the house later
I'd finger paint more and point the finger less
I would do less correcting and more connecting
I'd take my eyes off my watch and watch with my eyes
I would care to know less and know to care more
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites
I'd stop playing serious and seriously play
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars
I'd do more hugging and less tugging
I'd see the oak tree in the acorn more often
I would be firm less often and affirm much more
I'd model less about the love of power
And more about the power of love
Friday, February 5, 2010
My Daughter and Me!
Posted by CindyN at 11:28 AM
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