From baby to beauty

My youngest just turned 7 years old this month. CRAZY
My baby is getting older….

So this is all about my Avary..

The best accident that ever happened to me.
Oh she is a handful… two maybe.
So easy to fall in love with!!!

This little sweetheart..

The light that leads my darkness…. She is my savior, my heart.

Not sure if you believe in miracles…. She is mine.
Not sure if you believe in reincarnation… She is my sister.

We are connected in a different way than most mother/daughter – very hard to explain, but we knew each other before this life, and I’m almost positive I knew her in this life, before she was born.

Crazy…huh?

I must share some pictures of cuteness…. it’s ok… You can “awe”.

She is just growing up so darn fast….

And so the years past… my little girl is growing up. I have to admit… don’t tell no one, but I sure do miss those days before she could walk. When she was in my arms, and staring at me like I was her world.

I am so grateful for her. For her smile, her hugs and kisses.

Now she is 7 years old, and some days I feel like she is a teenager. One day I will have to let go, but not yet….

Photos of Love…. Where my heart lies.

I’m going to share my own love…. my children.

I am so blessed to have these beautiful specimens as my children. They are all so different. Not one is like the other.

My oldest..

Now I may have not given birth to this beauty, but I have raised her for over a decade. She is me… poor thing acts just like me, you would never guess she isn’t mine.

There may be times I could strangle her…. oh the teenage years…… but I’m proud of the woman she is becoming.

Then we have my boy. So shy… yet way to out spoken. He is something else. I was told at 14 years old I could not carry children. At 31, after a long, high risk, in bed pregnancy… I gave birth to this Angel. Oh what a feeling…. to have something I was told was impossible.

This child is a handful! Maybe if he knew he almost killed me giving birth to him… he would be nicer…. Yea right, “he’s just a boy”…. that’s what they tell me!

So after years of being told I couldn’t carry a child, (There were medical reasons, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear.) I gave birth to my “miracle”. I was happy.

When my little man was 8 weeks old, we found yet that I was yet again pregnant. Oh I cried for 2 days straight. I was beyond scared. I almost died giving birth 2 months earlier.

No worries…perfect pregnancy… perfect baby girl.

That brings us to my youngest….

She was not a cute newborn, I wondered what happened… well friends, remember the whole “ugly duckling” story…. that’s my baby. What a cutie she’s turned out to be! …. with a heart of gold!

Not a shy bone in this little girls body! My mini me!

I have been blessed….