I dreamed of being a "Mommy". I wanted that one day. Almost 7 years ago I was blessed with the most precious gift ever. Not only had I become a "mommy" but I was a mommy to the sweetest girl in the world. Yes. A GIRL. I still say I willed this child into existence because along with those dreams of having a child there were fears of never having a daughter. I knew I HAD to have a daughter- there just wasn't another option. Fortunately God is good and knows what I can deal with. (Clearly we will all chat again when Miss Georgia is about 15) For now she is (and always has been) the best.
I feel TOO lucky sometimes. I had a beautiful baby- one that people would stop us randomly to tell me how gorgeous my child was (at times making our way through the produce department at Central Market was a time consuming event because of the attention she would receive...yes I am totally brag gin on her) She was amazing- slept through the night at 5 weeks old, napped well, was always happy. My girl was golden.
As we have moved through life I have realized just how important my job as a mother is. I have to give her credit though. This girl makes me happy to come home every day. I adore playing dress up- you all know I have all my old prom gowns saved.... and naturally Georgia gets the biggest kick out of our dress up nights. My favorite (hers too) is our dance parities. Invite only. :)
Being her mom is the one thing I've never questioned. Why? Because I had the best example in the world set for me. I can't "explain" my mom because it's too all encompassing but at the end of the day if there is ever a person in this world that I can go to- it's her. I know how to be a mom because my own mother was so great. It makes being Georgia's mom easy. This comes natural... My mom was (and is) more than you can imagine. How lucky am I? How many people have THAT person? I do. I hope I'm that person to my own daughter.
Happy Mother's Day Mom, Thanks for teaching me how to be a mom and for being there for me throughout it all. The ups and the downs. ;)
Georgia's school district hosted a 5k run last weekend with a 1K Kid's Fun Run. I wanted to do this last year but wasn't able to. I think we were probably out of town. This year when it came up the run ended up being on Doug's weekend so I asked if I could have her that morning and we signed up and were off!
Well- not quite. I didn't really tell Georgia about the race until about 2 days before. This is how the convo went down:
"Mom, what is going on this weekend? What is my schedule like?" <----- yes I get questions like this. "Well Friday night we are hanging out after school and then I'll drop you off at your dad's house around bedtime. Oh and I forgot to tell you- Saturday I am picking you up super early and we are going to run a race together for your school! Isn't that exciting? Your very first race!!!"
"Wait a minute. I did NOT tell ANYONE to sign me up for THAT. You can go ahead and "x" my name off of that one. Not doing it." "Huh?! What are you talking about?"
"I didn't tell ANYONE to sign me up for that. "x" my name off Mom, just "x" my name off. I can't run. You know that white mark on the track at school? I get tired and have to walk every time when I get to that mark so you can just "x" my name off." (At this point I'm dying laughing on the inside but trying to keep it together for her sake) "Well Georgia all your friends are running in the race and it's going to be super fun. It's too late to cancel anyway. If you have to walk it that's okay- lots of people walk during races."
"I don't know about this....I am not good at running but I guess I just go for the Bronze medal."
So I picked her up bright and early Saturday and we headed out to the race. I was signed up for the competitive 5k and she was set to run the 1K Fun Run. We ran into some of her sweet friends and one of the girls was going to run the full 5k with her mom. When Georgia heard this she asked to run with them. I told her how long it was, that it would be like running all the way around Memorial. She said she wanted to do it.
The race began and I ran ahead while Georgia ran with her friend and her mom. I ended up with 2nd in my age division (20-29) ughhhhhh :( last year to be in that division... Miss Georgia finished up her 5k in under 48 minutes! AWESOME! Then we both ran the 1k with her other group of friends that had arrived.
All in all a super fun event and I was/ am sooooo super proud of my little runner.
(and a little secret Georgia- I'm not good at running either. There have been points in life where I absolutely despised it, but you'll come to realize in a way it becomes a release and there isn't a better feeling that accomplishing something you never thought you would do.)
I swear Georgia thinks she lives in an Disney movie. EVERYTHING is said in a song song voice. It's cute and all until you are rushing out the door at 7:50am with a gazillions bags and you hear 🎶"Did you get my lunch kit?"🎶
🎶"Mom can you put toothpaste on my tooth brush?"🎶
At this rate I fully expect the woodland animals to pop out and start sewing us clothing or cleaning my house.
I'm sure by now we have all heard the catchy little tune spurred from the movie "Frozen" that every child has been singing on repeat. At first I excitedly downloaded it onto my phone and we sang it repeatedly in the car. After a few months The song started getting "lost" on the phone occasionally. No matter to my Georgia! She knew it by heart! It didn't matter if I turned on another song- she would belt out "Let it Go" above and beyond whatever was playing in the car. In fact she would sing it day and night (still does) in the tub, brushing her teeth, eating breakfast, walking around. All. The. Time.
Here's a little taste of life lately....Will it EVER end?!