So this is some serious random thoughts but why else do I have this blog but just to ramble. I finally went to the grocery store today. First time in like 10 weeks. Poor Nick has been carrying that load. Since he has been the doing the shopping my couponing has gone out the window. That and the thought of clipping coupons left me feeling like death. I about died going to the store and seeing all the deals I am missing. Couponing must begin again! Anyway, right when we walked into the store Scarlett jumped into one of those carts with a car attached. She had the biggest smile turing the wheel and pushing the horn. She sat content and happy with her free cookie and "driving" around the store for the whole hour...miracle. Seeing her so happy made me think of a memory of her birth. Nick was pushing me out of the hospital and I was holding Scarlett when one of the nurses came up to me and said "you take good care of her." This feeling of dread washed over me, a feeling I was not prepared to feel. I had been around babies my whole life. I knew all about changing diapers, nursing, how to put them on a schedule, and the lack of sleep. I was prepared. Right? I felt too young and unwise. My sisters had seemed so old and put together when they had kids. I looked up at Nick and said " Nick we are taking this baby home and everybody is okay with it. Either us or them are insane." He just laughed and left to pull up the car. Time passes as it always it does and her I am with a beautiful toddler. I kept her alive! That is a miracle. Even more of a miracle is that she is happy, well adjusted, full of energy, and runs around our house screaming "roach" (we have not figured out what it means yet) She loves her life and we love her. I am a great mom, far from perfect but pretty great. I am often afraid to tell that to myself in fear it is prideful or that is sounds "snobbish". But I have been hard on myself lately and I need to recognize my greatness. I left the store with a rejuvenated sense of accomplishment. Raising a good human being is a great accomplishment.
Why Scarlett loves her life...
We let her paint the paper, floor, and herself in finger paint
Nick planned this for FHE. Scarlett was in dirty baby heaven
When I found her hiding and covered in vaseline I just let her play
It might have been the best day of her life!
Okay so she actually hated this moment but I sure loved it. She looked hilarious.
Jill you are a good mom and Scarlett is such a doll. We miss both of you. Charly talks about Scarlett ALL the time. What a disappointment it will be when our new baby comes and isn't a 2 year old friend for her to boss around. You handled the Vaseline much better than I would have...that stuff never comes off...but seriously...what is she wearing in that last photo? That's a good laugh!
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