Dear Lady,

Every child is a gift... Every child is a promise....Every child has the ability to make us more aware, more grateful, more mindful....not just my child.

Every parent is given a wonderful blessing, a new life, a challenge, uncertainties.....not just me.

We are all individuals, valuable, eager to love and be loved, curious, scared...searching. We are all a part of the same family. Not just your sister and my daughter.....

Paloma waves just like Paloma waves, and she smiles like only Paloma can...she loves people because she has out grown her fear of strangers...and she and her sister and her daddy are the three most special gifts i could have ever been given. One child no more a blessing than the other...both my babies...equal....loved.

I thought about our conversation for days.....I decided in the end, it all came down to love, and a difference in times.....so, let me do what i should have done when i had the chance...."No, she is not Down's. She is mine. And her name is Paloma Sophia Jane." 

Full Circle...

When i was college, being on stage was just about the only place that i wanted to be...

I sang..

I tried to dance....

And i was very dramatic..

And wet....

I made enough memories to last a life time and discovered things about myself that i never knew where there. I love the theater, i miss the theater, i know in my heart of hearts that i am not through with ....the theater.

And oh how my heart swelled up with pride this weekend, as i watched my own flesh and blood dance on a stage that i too have danced upon....

Watching Ava on that stage was like nothing that i had expected. She was absolutely stunning and so precise...so prepared and confidant....so graceful and aware of her role and responsibilities. I could not believe just how much time has passed...and that without knowing i have somehow passed the "torch." Or the "bug" as they say.....

My beautiful ballerina....already more of a dancer than i ever hoped of becoming...

And Lady P was there to keep her in line...

Eager for the fall when she can show em her stuff...

I love you Ava..to the moon and back and around the world and one hundred stars and Jesus's heart....
You made me a mama and now better yet.... my dream of dreams.... a stage mama....
And never ever was there a cuter mouse:)

Catching Up

Where have we been?

Homeschooling, cleaning, running from place to place, finding patience when i have no more, taking in moments with my beautiful children when i really want to take a bath and lock the door.... learning how to manage a home with a husband that travels, arranging therapy to fit the "big picture" not to feed the "am i doing enough monster"....... loving life, dealing with anxiety, being mindful of the awesomeness that is Paloma eating a pea, watching Ava blossom into a beautiful big girl, watching Paloma master, slowly, the art of walking, singing, dancing, being stressed beyond belief......living my one wild and precious life.......and loving every minute.

We carved pumpkins...in a messy house..

 Paloma found a taste for pumpkin guts ........

Ava and i spread peace and love to "trick or treaters" everywhere.

We went to the park..

We started a business....(more to come on that)

We ate turkey and and added an elf to our shelf:)  Paloma made it into her first publication, page 40, and started going to school like a big girl........and i..... have vowed..... to be, a better blogger.... And never to use correct punctuation:)