My Dream Girl

I hate that I forget things so easily. Ciara has told me at least five things today that I wanted to blog about. Sometimes she says the funniest things. She is loving 3rd grade and she is loving her teacher. I am so thankful for that. Today we took treats to her class to celebrate her adoption anniversary. We signed papers on 8-27-01. I can still remember moments of that day that are forever frozen into my memory. She was wearing this cute little pink flowery outfit that had little cloth shoes to match. She had her hair in little piggy tails. When we went to the courthouse, I think we were all pretty nervous. We were the first case that morning. The lawyer presented my "wish" to the judge and the judge looked at me and said, "Your wish is granted." I couldn't believe it. In the blink of an eye, or space of a few words, I had become the very thing I had always wanted to become..a mom. I had prayed for that moment since I was a little girl. I had dreamed of becoming a mom and now that "wish" or prayer had been answered with a beautiful, wonderful baby girl.

Most of you have heard this whole story before, so I won't bore you with the wonderful details of that time period. I will tell you some things she said today. She wishes that there was a hot tub in her classroom and only her class could get in it. She wants it to be cold sometimes and warm sometimes. She thinks her teacher is so great, cause she let them finish their social studies lesson on Monday cause I came in with treats. She also told me that she knows that God is watching her. One time she stretched out her arm and she felt something like clothes and she knew it was God. How long has it been since you knew God was so close you could stretch your arms out and touch him?? She even played with her arch enemy today. They are friends now. And .....she made a 100 on her spelling test and she thought she saw Colton Swon's picture on a milk carton at lunch!

I will be the first to admit that none of my "dreams" ever prepared me for the reality of being a mom. It is much harder, more stressful, and so much more amazing than I ever dreamed. Sometimes she makes me so mad I want to toss her out the window, but then she makes me so happy that I want to spend every moment with her. I dreamed of having a little girl with matching shoes, socks, hair bows and outfits. She wants a plain pony tail, NO bows, jeans and a t-shirt, no socks (except she kind of likes her new Jonas bros. socks) and no dresses or fru- fru. I dreamed of playing dolls with my daughter. She doesn't want me to watch her play. I dreamed of having a daughter play the piano and going to recitals. She hated that. I didn't really ever dream of having a daughter who was great at gymnastics, but she is. This will be her 6th year. I don't know what the future holds for this family, but I am sure it won't be what I expect, but it will surpass my dreams!!!

Hug your babies tonight, tomorrow they'll be grown.