Mommies Make it Better

Let me start by saying, WOW, I ALMOST forgot what it was like with younger children. My boys are teenagers now and have been pretty independent for a while. Although this is not the first time I have taken care of someone Else's children I can say this time is a bit more special. Since I am leaving next week I want to make a few extra good memories with my "other babies" before I go.

Last night was an interesting start. Poor thing wasn't feeling well, upset tummy, and missing momma very much! I did my best to make her feel better...but I am not momma. After a colorful bit of projectile vomiting with me holding the hair, she smiled through her tears and said....I feel better! Will you snuggle me... Precious children!
Before supper two boys decided to show me what they were learning in band. After 15 min. of warming up in a very small enclosed space whilst I was working very hard to put together a delicious supper of fried chicken(prepared by brookshires just for us) the handsome young men decided they were ready to perform. They started with a cacophony of toots and honks and swelled there way into the ever popular fight song! This has probably been the first time in years that I have heard something WITHOUT my hearing aide in. They did pretty good. I was impressed. I smiled and they played... I nodded and they played... The girls screamed and they played... I walked outside and they followed me...and played. I clapped for the ending...and they played... I put my hands together in a prayer and they came to a breathless end... Breathless meaning they were simply out of breath...Precious children!

This morning a pretty lil blonde stood in front of me giggling, opened her mouth and said...will you pull this tooth? When did I become so weak at my stomach??? I was in nursing school! I have had major surgeries, raised 3 stinky boys, cleaned my own deer!!! Why then would a wiggely lil tooth make my stomach jump into my throat? Its crazy. I just said to that pretty lil smiling girl.....EWWW NO WAY!!! WAIT FOR MOM! Of course she just giggled like she does, yanked it out and said you owe me 10 dollars... Precious children!

Little moments mean so much. I look back now and think of how fast they really do grow up. I can think about my first baby and actually smell the baby lotion I used to cover him in. I can remember how he used to lay in my lap and twirl my hair as he fell asleep. Now he is a marine, far away, learning how to blow things up and I am lucky to get a hug or two when I do see him. My other boys are still here but they are well on there way to being independent young men also.No more baby lotion or rocking or sitting in my lap.

So, my advice to myself today and anyone who will listen...hug them, hold them, humor them and most of all love them every minute of every day.