So Blessed

I have to say that I have some really great kids. They were home from school today for staff development day and I awoke to breakfast in bed. It was a teenie sausage biscuit on a plate, a cup of orange juice and a letter that said "We love you." I think it was the sweetest thing they had ever done for me and to top it off, it was my inherited daughter, N's idea which blew my mind.

You should have seen their little faces with "We've really done something" on them. They were just precious. I was really kind of dreading being home with them because they have a tendency to be loud and to fuss a lot, but they have been such a help to me today. I don't know what I'll do without them tomorrow.

They were outside playing in the 86 degree weather this afternoon and I called for them and the girls came in and in unison said "At your service madam" as they curtsied. Too cute. They have fluffed pillows, brought me medicine, let me down from the recliner when I got stuck and couldn't get up, SR cooked supper last night with no help from me and served up plates tonight. I just thought they deserved a great big thank you. We didn't have to cook tonight because my mom brought us a big pot of chicken and dumplins (does she remember that chicken makes me deathly ill?), corn on the cob and a lemon pound cake (does she also remember that I am on a diet and don't need the sugar?) Anyhow, it was a very thoughtful gesture that I greatly appreciate. The kids and DH loved it!

So giving my kids props reminded me of something a good friend mentioned to me the other day. She knows a lot about me and my family's situation, as mixed up as it is. Anyhow, she said she noticed that I tend to focus on the negative when I mention my children or talk to them. This struck a sensitive nerve but I realized was very true. So now I am going to try and change that.

Okay, to provide a little background for those of you who do not know me, I have 2 of my own children, M - a boy who is 17, almost 18 and SR- a girl who is 10. I divorced SRs father when she was 3. A year later, I married S, whom I fondly refer to as my darling husband (DH). He had a 4 year old little girl, N and a 6 mo. little boy, R. They are now 10 and almost 7. So, that means between the two of us, there is a hormone raged, thinks he is the ruler of the universe, typical teenager, two growing and prepubescent girls, and a hyperactive but very typical boy.

To make a long story short, his kids came to live with us a few years ago when their mother died unexpectedly. It has been anything but easy. N and I have had a very strained relationship but it seems to be getting better.

So, now to make myself more aware of the positive aspects of my children, I thought I'd write down some of their strengths and positives about each of them in the next few blogs...

so stay tuned