Feels kind of lame to be posting about my birthday, but instead I thought I would post about the two, well three, people who brought me into this world.
First my Dad who is hardworking and extremely committed. I can't think of a better trait to pass on. Those words stand on their own when it comes to my dad. Webster should have his picture posted on both definitions, I'll have to check with Webster.
Then my mother who pushed this 11lbs 10 1/2 oz. bundle out. That's right folks, I know most of you probably started weighing that in high school but not me, I had a jump start. I think love, patience, and LONG, LONG suffering would be best suited for my mom. Again, I will double check with Webster on this.
And then to my Father in Heaven..... I OFTEN think about the gifts in my life that I have been given and why. Like, SENSITIVITY, I think Jax was three before I broke the news to him that my bed was not his bed. I didn't have the heart to send him to a dark, boring, lonely room to sleep in. I still can remember the first night he slept in his own bed, I cried harder then he did. My husband was ready to stick us both in the dark, lonely, boring room.
Anyway, in celebration of my birthday I really felt a great amount of love for the people who brought me into this world and raised me.
So, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!
First my Dad who is hardworking and extremely committed. I can't think of a better trait to pass on. Those words stand on their own when it comes to my dad. Webster should have his picture posted on both definitions, I'll have to check with Webster.
Then my mother who pushed this 11lbs 10 1/2 oz. bundle out. That's right folks, I know most of you probably started weighing that in high school but not me, I had a jump start. I think love, patience, and LONG, LONG suffering would be best suited for my mom. Again, I will double check with Webster on this.
And then to my Father in Heaven..... I OFTEN think about the gifts in my life that I have been given and why. Like, SENSITIVITY, I think Jax was three before I broke the news to him that my bed was not his bed. I didn't have the heart to send him to a dark, boring, lonely room to sleep in. I still can remember the first night he slept in his own bed, I cried harder then he did. My husband was ready to stick us both in the dark, lonely, boring room.
Anyway, in celebration of my birthday I really felt a great amount of love for the people who brought me into this world and raised me.
So, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!!!
2 comments:
Happy, Happy Birthday my special Hooka! Okay, you know me just a little inappropriate (but just the right amount....wink wink). Your post is beautiful and it's now wonder you turned out so great! You are amazing and I hope you had the best B day ever! Luv your guts.
They do deserve props, you seem to have turned out to be pretty nifty! Happy Birthday Lady, hope Johnny got you something good!
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