Monday, September 12, 2011

My sweet little bean...


Ella Bean - that's the nickname I gave my daughter when she was only a few weeks old & it has stuck. If you ask her what her name is she'll tell you "Ella Bean". She is such a wonderful little person. She is full of energy and confidence. She's a little fighter -if her brother hits her, she right there swinging back. She loves attention and affection. She is a girly girl but she is also an adventurer. My little bean turned 3 today. She is at her father's house in Colorado which is killing me inside not to even be able to hug her today. I called and sung her happy birthday -which she was less than impressed with, but I don't blame her (I know I can't sing). She was so excited telling me about her gifts - plaid boots, earrings (fake ones -I made sure I cleared that up)lipstick and nail polish. WOW- if this is what she is being showered with at 3, I'm going to be grey by the time she's 13. Talking to her on the phone she sounded like such a little girl, like a 3 year old. When she is with me, I lose sight of that because she has a great vocabulary and is very articulate, but on the phone she sounds so different. I miss her so much. I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. She was a scheduled c-section, so I got up at 4:30am took a shower and was on my way to the hospital. I was admitted at 5:30 and was holding my precious little girl by 8:10am. She had the cutest little round head and long little fingers that curled around mine. I love you Ella Rose or should I say Ella Bean.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Let me go down swinging...


When I sit back and reflect it's always the simple things that make me smile, make me happy. Having young children has allowed me to get back to some of those simple things -one of my favorite things to do is to swing. I don't even have to have my kids with me to go to the playground and swing. I enjoy this little pleasure more than I care to admit. It takes me back to being a little girl at recess - seeing how high I could swing and trying to reach the leaves on the big tree that sat in front of me. It feels as if you are flying -reaching for the clouds with every pump of your legs & sometimes if your lucky enough you might have someone there pushing you, helping you to reach your goal - the sky is the limit (so they say). The smile that comes across my face is one that I can feel and I almost feel guilty- it's a little release but MAN it feels so good. I hope that someday when I have a place of my own that I can have a tree swing in my backyard. I would love to be able to swing at night and reach for the stars, feel like a little girl again and simply smile - content, happy and lost in my own world. Simple pleasures = simple life = happy me.