i am blessed.
i know i have mentioned that fact before, but i'm saying it again.
if i ever forget that i am blessed, then i can just read this post and remind myself that it's true!
this past weekend, my son Josh came home from university for a break from school and some good old fashioned family lovin'!
we are a very close family, and i can't blame him for missing the love and support of his family, my awesome cooking skills, and of course, his own bed and ceiling fan.
along for the ride, was my daughter's boyfriend, Jake. he's a great teenager himself, and he's a great boyfriend to our daughter. no complaints here.
Jake and Emilie have just celebrated their 2 year anniversary (which had a little blip in the middle, like most romances) , and they asked if i would take a few photos of them.
of course they ask this of me when i'm making soup, making omelets for everyone, making cinnamon buns AND getting ready to drive in Windsor for my other son's symphony rehearsal.
sure, i'll just drop everything and do a photo shoot RIGHT NOW!!!
ok, so i'm a sucker for begging and i gave in for a few minutes.
before i share a few photos, i just wanted to take a minute and use this blog for a little soap-box preaching!
no, i won't get all 'Jerry Fallwell' on anyone, but i wanted to take a minute to talk about parenting.
it's just a minute, so please indulge me.
way back when our kids were small, Darryl and i used to dream of the day when they would be able to take care of themselves and move on with their lives!
i know that sounds horrible, but there were days that i really did dream of these things.
as a parent of 3 small children, i felt buried under the pressure to be a great mom, even though being a mom had never been a dream of mine. of course, some girls grow up and dream of being the best mom in the world, having 8 kids, and never looking back.
i didn't have these dreams.
i felt guilt over these feelings, but i plugged along because i loved these little drool-faces more than i could have imagined possible.
there were many weeks and days that i parented alone, since Darryl went from being in school full-time for 4 years, to working 2 jobs, then to a new job in Windsor that demanded lots of attention during RRSP & tax season (he's a financial advisor).
of course, there were days that i begrudged our choice to have me stay at home and be the domesticated mom. i had big dreams, big plans, and wanted time for ME!
being a full-time mom didn't lend itself to having much ME time.
of course, i loved the time with my kids most of the time, but i remember wishing they could wipe their own butts, do their own laundry, and even move out one day!
darryl and i dreamed of traveling and having adventures of our own, especially since we were 22 when Josh was born , and i was 26 when my last kid came around.
fast forward to today.....
i spend many hours wishing that my kids were small again, so that we could snuggle up on the couch and read books, play hide and seek , so puzzles and sing stupid songs.
how come i wished their younger years away, when i should have treasured every moment.
i should have treasured every snot filled, temper tantrum moment, because i didn't know how wonderful they were until they were gone.
of course, i wouldn't trade my kids in for anything.
i love them so much that it hurts.
our kids are all beautiful people, inside and out. they all follow the Lord in their lives, they are phenomenal students, and just the funniest kids around!
i always thought that i'd regret wasting years on being a full-time mom, because i didn't see the importance of it back then, but....
i have realized that my children wouldn't be the people that they are, if i hadn't given them every ounce of my being for all of those years.
my kids love science because i have nurtured a love of it in them, and looking at the world around us to see how awesome it is (which has included catching bugs, looking closely at worms, talking about chemistry, and looking at tadpole eggs , to name a few things). my kids love music because we have always exposed them to music from the day they were born, and they are all talented musicians. my kids have a warped sense of humour, which Darryl would say is his influence, but i think i can take credit for a good chunk of it.
my kids love each other because we have always treated each other with so much love and respect, that i can't imagine them not adoring each other like they do (my kids will still ALL snuggle up together on a couch and cuddle. it's a serious love-fest).
we never had the money for me to stay home, but we did it anyways.
i always regretted not having my own life, since i got buried in the lives of my family and their needs. i always wished i had finished university, but now i see that it doesn't matter at all.
i always wanted something that i didn't have, but now i realize that what i did have was much better than anything i could have ever planned for myself.
i do regret all of my wishing, wanting and regrets, but that's in the past.
i will move forward , help to raise my teens and young adults, and keep working on becoming a wonderful wedding photographer & person.
i have to write about something that melted my heart this weekend....
on Saturday night, we were all watching Elf. i was sitting on the couch , sandwiched between Josh and Darryl, which is always a good place to be.
at one point, Josh looked at me, leaned over, and put his head on my shoulder for a good snuggle.
my heart almost melted as i held back the tears.
my 18 year old son still needs his mom, at least for a little while longer anyways.
ok, so here are some photos of Emilie and Jake
now, this is Josh. he is all about music and more music. i miss the music when he's not around, but it makes me appreciate it even more when he's home!
Woohoo!!!! So proud of you!
You rock!
(01.25.10)