It's My Turn

"It's my turn!" I have been hearing that phrase more and more the older that Isabel and Isaac get. They really do love playing together but they are still learning how to do it patiently and lovingly. The other day i was thinking about how right now it is my turn to be the mommy. Before Robby and I were married and before we had kids, i always loved being around small children. I loved holding and cuddling our friends' babies, and playing silly games with their toddler kiddos. I loved my friends' children because they were little mini-me's of the people that i already loved. Throughout that time, i absolutely could not wait for it to be MY turn. I dreamed what it would be like for Robby and I to have children of our own. Our very own Mexi-Germs. (we affectionately call our kids that because I'm Mexican and Robby is German) I dreamed of who they would look like, act like, sound like, how many, but the most importantly (to me at the time) was WHEN?!?! As soon as (and i do mean as soon as) Robby and I were married, I wanted it a baby so badly! As you can imagine though Robby was like, um...NO, not yet. Robby and I were married on November 29, 2003 and on September 2, 2005 it was finally my turn! I became a mommy! Almost four and a half years later i have been given 2 more "promotions" (as Robby calls Isabel and Ezra). I am now the mommy of 3 amazing little people and I am so glad that this is my turn. Isaac is such a wonderful son and so easy to parent. I ask Isaac everyday if he will please stay 4 for forever, and just smiles at me and giggles, "No way!" Isabel is our gorgeous, sweet singing little girl who is not as easy to parent...=o) She quite possibly might be my only turn at having a daughter. And Ezra is my sweet, chubby, happy baby son. And he might be our last little baby...Someday, when our babies are all grown up, they will hopefully be having lots of little babies of their own. I know then my turn will be very different. I will once again be more on the outside looking in of parenting little children. I know i will love them so, so much. Because once again they will be mini-me's of people we already love. But they won't be "mine" Each chubby baby cuddling session, help getting dressed, boo-boo kissing, praying, silly, happy, time will be sweet, but not the same as it is now. So i will soak up each second of today, the days that i wish i could skip, and all the rest of my turn.