22 years ago.....

22 year ago tonight I was sitting in a hospital room. I was scared and excited about the rest of my life as I looked into my first born daughter's blue eyes. I dreamed of her future and wondered what kind of person she would become. As I sit here looking at my grown up daughter, that night so many years ago,only seems like yesterday. I have watched as she has grown from a quiet reserved girl into a mature well spoken young woman. She has completed collage and now has her dream grown up job. So far. A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of watching her in action at her new job. I was in awe of her poise and maturity. People much older than her were asking her for advise on how to do their jobs. I watched her point people in the right direction without batting an eye. Never once did her confidence quiver. It's a great feeling to know the life lessons you taught your children are paying off. I pray that she always has the confidence,poise, and maturity that she has now. That she never looses her ambition and drive. Most of all I pray she doesn't lose her zest for life......

Happy Birthday Cheerleader! May all of your dreams come true......

Wordless Wednesday~guess who is 6?

I wonder if there is cake in heaven....

Today would have been my Dad's 58th birthday. It's been an emotionally draining day some of it has to do with my Dad and some has to do with a rough time we are going thru with our daughter. I just don't have it in my to write more today. I thought I would share my facebook post with you.

This was the first song when I turned on my ipod this morning. Titanic came out when my Dad was sick and this song hit it big when we were told he only had 6 weeks to live. Foo Foo (then 2 years old) for some reason took a liking to this song. If she heard it on the radio or on VH1 she would stop whatever she was doing and come running to sing it.(Actually preform it) Needless to say she would preform this song for my Dad and it would take all we had not to cry when she would sing "My heart will go on" and stretch her little arms out. She showed me that your heart does go on. Not because you want it to but because it has to for her sake and her 3 and 5 year old sisters. You can say that it playing on my ipod this morning was some random coincidence. I know differently. Thank You Dad for showing us that even if you are not here physically you are still with us every day. Happy Birthday Dad!!

18 years went so fast......

Wishing my daughter a very Happy Birthday today. Tornado turns 18 today. I'm not sure where all the years have gone. In honor of her birthday I thought I would share a post I wrote for her 3 years ago. Here. Off to enjoy her dinner.

Happy Birthday Sweetie!

Monday......

I just wanted to wish my Grandmother a very Happy Birthday. My Nonny is 83 years young today. If you knew my grandmother you would agree, there is nothing old about her. She is just as Feisty as she was when we were kids. She's the kind of women who commands respect. When my mom married her son she wasn't too thrilled with my mom. Or the 8 year old daughter she came with. In the 70's there were very few Divorcee and even fewer kids who didn't have a father active in their lives. My Mom went against everything Nonny believed in. The two women never did see eye to eye. Think Marie/Debra Barone and that pretty much sums them up. Ha! I wish I was joking. Somehow over the years the granddaughter she never wanted grew closer to her and share a bond. When my Dad died(her son) it tore the family apart. Two women who barely got along before ceased to even talk. My brother got caught in the middle and slowly stopped going to visit my dad's family. Suddenly my grandmother who lost a son also lost his whole family. Only one person kept going to see them. Me. The one who she didn't want. I'm the one she calls. My birthday. Easter. Sometimes just to talk. I still try to see them every Christmas eve. I know my grandmother doesn't have many birthdays left. That thought just brakes my heart. She is the last grandmother I have. Now to make my brother realize that........

Day 13

Sorry there isn't much to blog about today. The Burg house decided to be boring and not do much of anything today. We even missed Church today. I know. That sounds so awful. I'm still trying to get rid of this sinus/head cold thing. I didn't want to pass it on to anyone else for the holidays. I can't tell you how excited I am that we are now in Flu season. Not.

I also wanted to wish my baby brother a very Happy Birthday. He is the only brother I grew up with in the same house. My brother and I have a 9 year age gap between us but still manage to be close. I gave him my love of Star Wars and he gave me the love of all things Mac/Apple. He was a teen when we lost our Dad and I wonder how much that has affected him. We don't talk about my Dad like we should, but somehow always know when the other is thinking of him. My brother and I have different Dads but you would never guess that. Nor have we ever treated each other as such. I can't ever remember a time when he thought of me as anything but his big sister. Happy Birthday Lil Bro, Dad would have been proud of you!

Hope everyone has a great Sunday!

Birthday Princess......

When my oldest daughter was 6 we celebrated her birthday with a friends and family party. As I was serving her a piece of cake I called her by name. She looked over at me with her one tooth grin and in her lisp voice says "call me the birthday princess". My aunt who was standing next to her, burst out laughing. We called her the birthday princess for the rest of the day.

2009

Well,Birthday Princess today you turn 20 years old. How that is even possible is beyond me. It seems like it was only yesterday that I was bringing a 8lb 13 oz wrapped in a blanket baby girl home. I remember thinking that day she has an old soul. Very mellow and wise behind her years. The changes in the last 20 years have been amazing. I watched a blond hair blue/gray eyed girl go from being quiet to being a shelf assured confident adult. I watched as she did plays and talent shows in front of hundreds of people to cheering in front of thousands of people. I've watched her fall in love and I've watched as her heart was broken. I cried just as hard on her first day of college as I did on her first day of kindergarten. Did I mention she is working her way through college while maintaining an A average? *Proud Mommy moment* I can't wait to see what the next 20 years hold for her as she continues to grow and become a wife and Mother. I know whatever she does it will continue to make her Mama proud.

2010

Happy Birthday Princess!

Another year

Today would have been my BIL's 49th birthday. It's hard to believe another birthday has come and gone and he isn't here. Happy Birthday Big Guy!

Where has the time gone?

15 years ago today I was in the hospital. I was just suppose to get pre-labor testing. The next morning I was going to go back to be induced for my second daughter. She had decided that even being 13 days late she wasn't coming out. She was stubborn even before she was born. Let me correct that. She decided for the testing she was ready to come out. The rest of us,including the nurse were not.  We showed up for our testing. I got hooked up to the monitor and settled in for a few hours of tests. I think we were only there for two hours when I looked at hubby and said"you know that felt like a contraction". He looked at me and said wait and see if you feel another one. Yep less then ten minutes later there was another one. We called the nurse into the room and tell her that I think I am in labor. I'm not lying she looked at me and told me that I was not in labor. She just kept saying over and over again "The medicine makes you feel crampy". We just looked at her and said o.k. In the next hour we sat there feeling the "cramps" and the not contractions from the medicine. She came back in the room to un hook the monitor and again tell her I am in labor. I keep telling her this is my second baby and I know what labor feels like. She finally looks at the read out of the monitor to discover that Yes they were contractions. She leaves the room to call my doctor (who by the way is off for the weekend) when I look at my hubby and say"I feel like pushing". If you ever want to see a man lose all coloring in his face just say that when he is the only other person in the room. HA! He RUNS to get the nurse. She comes in and checks me to discover I am at 8cm. Oh yea! That's when all heck broke lose. She is running to call the doctor. Hubby is running to admit me in the hospital. Another nurse comes running over to get me in a labor and delivering room across the hall. So the new nurse checks me in the delivery room I'm a 10 and ready to push. In less then 5 minutes I was a 10. The nurse and on call doctor start yelling at me to push. The only problem was my Hubby wasn't in the room yet. He was still down in admittance. I'm sitting on a table listening to the doctor and nurse yelling at me to push and trying to hold me daughter in until my hubby got there. Have you ever tried not to push your child out when you really had to push? It ain't easy. He came in the room just as her head was coming out. At 11:32pm our second daughter made her grand entrance into the world. She was this really round faced dark hair blue eyes girl. She had a face like Ernie and hair like Burt. I thought she was the most beautiful thing. I sit here wondering where the time went and where is that baby girl I held that night. I am excited for her future. She is going to be one of those people who get the most out of life. Honestly I can't wait to see where life takes her. Happy Birthday Tornado!

Happy Birthday Mom!!!!!

This woman has had a very interesting and sometimes difficult life. She got married and had two kids by the time she was 19 years old. She spent five married years with an abusive husband.  Buried her second daughter before she was 2 months old. My mom found her self on her own at the age of 23 with a five year old daughter no husband and no money. She worked any job she could find to support us and went without many times. Several years later she meet a wonderful man who she married. Things were finally going great for my mom until my Dad was diagnosed with cancer. She stayed at his bedside until my dad lost his battle with cancer. For the second time in her life she was alone. This time she had a 16 year old son she had to take care of. Again my mom worked hard to support my brother. She helped him follow his dream to attend an University. I watched as she worked what ever overtime she could get. Ten years after my Dad died she was told by her landlords she had to find another place to live. Last year my Mom bought her very first house. I never been so proud of my Mom as I was that day.  My Mom is one of the most generous people I know. She would literally give you her last dollar. Happy Birthday Mom!!!!!!