Ode to Sydney...

Where do I begin... Well in a little adobe hospital in Santa Fe New Mexico just over 13 years ago,the Lord & I brought two precious tiny babies into this world( w/ the help of some very skilled surgeons) . Chelsea was 4 pounds, dark brown & a head full of crazy black hair... Sydney was just under 5 pounds, bald as she could be and looked remarkably like the gerber baby we seem to compare babies to...She was born w/ a smile on her face- literally was dragged out if her little cocoon grinning from ear to ear- wilst her sister was kicking & screaming enough for the both of them! Sydney has always been such a aweome child. She's always been on her own schedule, not influienced by what other people think of her-what she wears, how she acts, does her hair, nothing... She also has the gift of mercy, which @ times has equated to being taken advantage of & enduring countless friendships that have left me @ times screaming in my mind through pursed lips because they take advantage or mistreat her. But because of who she is, she has taught me a lot about forgivness. I am very much in love w/ Sydney, & love watching her blossom into the woman of God that she was predestined to be. I am so thankful for the role she plays in our family & I cannot imagine even one day w/ out her in my life. I'm not saying it hasn't been w/ out stress & drama, being her mamma (she is a girl & mine for heaven sake) but I have truely loved the journey of seeing her evolve & grow (already nearly over my head!) If you are reading this & you have daughters, I want to encourage you to please let them know what they mean to you & how vital your relationship is... So here's to all the precious "Sydney's" in our lives. May God continue to let's us expierience their sweet spirit & unconditional, seemingly endless, Grace......

As it is...

FYI-This is a journal about 5 girls, 1 boy & the goings on w/in the context of said family..It is a journal & @ the same time read by friends & loved ones who can after reading this entry, be very thankful that their life isn't filled w/such wonderful opportunities to grow in their walk. I am one of said girls & @ present struggling w/ another of the 5 girls. As this is a journal, I am going to be very poignant about my feelings.. I have a daughter that we will simply refer to as' miss 14' to protect the not-so-innocent...Well 'miss 14' came home from her dads this summer (for the second year in a row) w/ a new boyfriend that she met on the internet & fell madly in love, hid it very well (surprisingly) for 2 months, then (true story, only the names have been changed) was made to end the torrid texting affair after I found a text stating ' Good night sweet love, I will miss you till after 5 period when I can hear from you once more...' Needless to say, she was put on serious lockdown & swore to be loyal,trustworthy and responsible & to never contact the 65 y.o man posing as a 16 yo boy ever again (well, how do we know he isn't a 65y.o pervert? I've never met the guy!!!)fast fwd 3 months..'Miss14' gets off punishment, her life & cell phone back, go's on a minivacation w/ her bff & WHAM-Back in love affair w/ 65 yo man posing as a 16 y.o boy...(still no proof to the contrary) So once again, I've been driven to take matters in to my own hands.. I have txt 65y.o man & very innocently asked for his address & home # "cause I'm putting it in my fone book and I also want to 'send him somthing" I'm going to call his house, & if he really has a mom (like any self respecting 16 y.o boy does) I'm going to have a conversation w/ her about the trouble 'Miss 14' is in over all of this. Oddly enough, he hasn't text me- I mean her, back....Tune in next time to see how this all plays out, in the meantime can you share w/me what your thoughts are & what you would do in the same situation. Uh oh 5th period is over,gatta go,bbl-LA