It is the small things that mean the most

History:
I grew up in a little ol town out in the middle of no where. My father was truck driver and my mother for many years a stay at home mom. We had what we needed and that was about it. I remember wishing for a pony or a bicycle for Christmas but each year I would run outside and look on the roof to see that Santa once again forgot to pack it in his sled.  Other than a Christmas let down childhood was average...but I do remember EVERY holiday. It wasn't the important ones that I remember the most.  I remember coming home form school and for each "little" holiday there would be something on my placemat. St. Patrick day pencil and pencil topper or a box of chocolate for Valentine's day. There wasn't a holiday that my mother missed. Looking back the items didn't cost more than a few cents but the thought
and memories will forever fill my heart.


Fast forward to current:
Times have changed and I sadly forgot how it felt to receive a small gift out of no where. Once we become adults we "outgrow" all the fun surprises and with that I never carried on the small gift surprises for each holiday with my own children. ( As I write this I am very sadden to think about how much I enjoyed it and how I haven't done it for my own children... BUT that is going to change!) Why is it when we get older we think people wouldn't like to receive a small surprise?
I must say that is wasn't until recently that I was reminded what it was to be surprised!  I recall last year a few days after my birthday I received a package out of the blue. It was birthday present full of yarn, a crocheting book, candy and tons of Happy Birthday confetti. So sweet to get something when you least expect it.
Lately I have been blessed by another friend with some very special suprises like pizza goldfish, peeps, blue bic crystal ink pens and so much more... I am truly loved and I feel that I can never repay for all the wonderful items but I am changing... I want to be on the giving end too! 


Let's talk about something other than gifts:
As much as gifts are so nice to receive there are other things. I have never been the one to be excited about receiving a Hug... but after the first "friend "  hug I was hooked. It is the best thing ever and for those 5 seconds it feels like the weight of the world has been lifted off your shoulders. After a bad day that is the first thing I look forward too. The 5 seconds of freedom... those 5 seconds that no matter what anyone thinks you have someone that cares. Why was I never told about this Hugging thing... I feel like I have been missing out on so many hugs...but never again!


As I end:
I feel like my thoughts are now all over the place and nothing is really making sense now....I just have so much I want to say. But to finish this up I want to say I thank you for being you... I love the little things.... they mean the world to me! You have inspired me that it is honestly the little things in life that mean the most!

All about me

As I start out I would like tell a little bit about me. I am a wife to the worlds most amazing man. He is the light of my life. We have been together for many, many years and there are so many more to come.
 We have 5 children... The oldest is off exploring his life in the US Air Force. Then we have the next one...well he keeps us wondering what he will do next. He is always rigging up something and amazingly making it work.  After those two we have a quiet one that spends his days hanging out. Nothing seems to worry him. He is just enjoying the teenage years. Now it that wasn't enough we tried for that little princess. We were blessed with her and well a PRINCESS she is. Who knew that someone could be so wonderful but so demanding all in the same sentence. She is completely something else... in a good way! As the story was about to end we were surprised to find out that we were expecting again. This was one of the biggest surprises we have ever faced. I was 6.5 months pregnant and only visiting the doctor for a normal visit. ! With less than 3 months to celebrate, prepare and overcome the shock...We couldn't imagine life without him. Our littlest was born on Christmas night... a wonderful Christmas present to our family. 
I guess the most important part of the story that I am leaving out is the age range... I am the mom to a son that is in his twenties all the way down to a toddler... My days are full of silliness, stress, laugher, screaming and anything else that you could imagine.
Welcome to ..... Motherhood... A story of life's ups and downs and everything in between!