Motherhood one breath at a time!

In my younger years I never imagined having children. When I played with my dolls I never pretended they were my babies but rather that I was babysitting. Motherhood wasn't something I planned on or even anticipated. I watched my sisters talk about what their children would look like and what their names would be and I never felt like I was missing out on anything.

Now I am a mother and not a mother of one or two. I am a mother of six children. I once dreamed of prancing across a Broadway stage with all eyes on me but now I read Magic Tree House books with 6 sets of eyes on me. Every minute of my day is spent tending to and caring for these little demanding people.

I get a few minutes to myself each day when I take a bath. I would have never imagined my only "Amy time" would be getting clean. I don't even get to use the bathroom alone. Our little Reese is potty training and she loves to be in the bathroom with me so she can clap and congratulate me for accomplishing such a big task. (This is quite funny when we are in a public bathroom)

These little people are changing my life everyday. They keep my fridge full of apple juice and my cookie jar empty. They keep my prayers full of hope for their future and they keep my heart overflowing with love.

I ask myself everyday why God has blessed me and trusted me so much. Neither one of my sisters have children despite their younger dreams and yet I have six healthy blessing. I am overwhelmed everyday by the havoc they cause in the house but also by the laughter they have brought into it. How quiet and boring would my childless life be? Nothing in this world could make me go back and get the silly life I had once wanted.

                                                               Tootles, Amy

                                     How has being a parent changed your life?
                                                              

    

Weird hair issue!

     I have a weird hair issue. I've known it for a while and quite honestly it didn't bother me but for some odd reason it's been bugging me lately and I can't seem to find a fix.

Hint: check out my peach fuzz hair line.

     OK....here it goes. I have baby hairs that grow at my hair line. Now I know everyone has this but mine is excessive. They never grow longer then an inch. People I haven't seen in years remember this about me. That poses two problems. 1-Am I really that boring that people remember my hair instead of my great personality? LOL! 2- The hair problem is worse then I thought.

Even in high school. It's an old pic, don't judge!

I shouldn't be complaining because I know there are people trying to grow hair and I'm trying to stop it. I am looking for a solution but I have other things to devote my time to, like........wait for it.......LAUNDRY!!!

Tootles, Amy