My twins just celebrated another birthday, along with my husband and myself. This all takes place in the month of January. A wonderful way to start the new year.
I have learned, through the years, to be careful what I wish for. I use to wish for the day the boys could feed themselves, go potty by themselves, walk, talk, go to nursery school a couple days a week, tie their own shoes, etc. My mother use to remind me, "Barbara, don't wish their lives away. Sit back and enjoy them while they're little."
I did sit back and enjoy them, I was fortunate enough to be a "stay-at-home-mom" and I didn't miss any of their firsts. God blessed me and I thank him quite often for all he has given me.
|The twins 4th Birthday|
|The twins 14th Birthday|
These last 10 years have flown by, via a one way ticket, never to return. Will I enjoy the next 10 as much as the last? Well, that's hard to say. As a mother, I want those apron strings tied snuggly around me, but I know with each year, those strings are slowly becoming untied and there is nothing I can do about it. The only thing I can do is to continue to make their birthday cake.
My boys have been, and still are, a joy. I now only wish the best for them.