Thursday, December 8, 2011

R

One of the most difficult things for me is finding "alone" time with each individual child. It's hard. When it does happen, I just love it. Reagan is still the "forgotten" child. She plays happily by herself while I chase after Oakley and break up her and Treyson's screaming matches (He screams at her, she screams back. Quite ridiculous.). She is still my constant. When I'm stressed, I pick up Reags and I feel like a mom again. Not a child wrangler. She is the daughter I had never dreamed of (I wanted 10 boys), but made all my dreams come true. If that makes any sense.....(And to give credit where credit is due. Oakley is my daughter who is exactly like me. Stubborn.)