"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARBIE"

Who says you can't have a Barbie birthday party as an adult????  Well guess what?  That is exactly what my work party was for this year (2011).  I guess you might be asking yourself why Barbie?  Is it because I look like her, I collect her, or I own as much as her?  The answer to all those questions is "NO".  I don't have the Barbie figure, won't make a fortune on my "collection", and certainly don't have her unlimited cash supply!!!!  The reason for my "Barbie" theme party actually came about in a little strange way.  For some reason I was possessed by Barbie one day as I walked across the office.  It was truly a Barbie walk with the stiff, robot like movements, and painted facial expression!!!  It was an out of body experience for me.  Hence, I am now "SEL Barbie"!!!

Needless to say this was an absolutely "FANTABULOUS" day!!!  There are only two other birthdays in my life that really stand out in my memory - the 1st is my "Raggedy Ann" birthday in Texas and my "Elvis" birthday in Texas a few years later.  I absolutely loved Elvis, so much so that I carried a picture of him in my wallet and told people he was my daddy.  What can I say I had a wonderful imagination as a child!!!!  My daddy really did have a head full of black hair when I was little, so I always thought he looked like Elvis!!!  You have to understand before you judge my sanity I wasn't even in school yet or maybe preschool.  I was just recently forced to remove my "Barbie Birthday" decorations by a really cruel and mean person.  I won't mention any names.  Well, just so you know this party was thrown by my (now because of this blog) infamous work friends.  What a group??!?!??!  Posted the birthday card because it pretty much sums up my life.   Oh and for the record, the "REAL" Barbie is quite a bit older than me!!!!  Have a great weekend!!!  IT'S A BARBIE WORLD!!!!!

"REFLECTIONS"

Some days I can't help but think about the days when the kids were little.  I sure do miss the smell of a sleeping baby and the feel of a tiny hand reaching up to touch my face.  WOW, can anything be more precious in the memory department??  Where exactly has the time gone???  I love all the stages the kids have been through and have yet to explore, but my absolute favorite time, so far, was the baby stage.  As a nursing mother when they were babies, there was no other time that was just mine and I cherish every moment that I was able to nurse them.  I am a big advocate for breastfeeding, just ask some of my "work friends". It is amazing to experience motherhood for the first time and a little scary every time after.  I say this because I think we all have experienced the fear when you find out your 2nd child is on the way.  The fear of "how am I every going to love another baby like I did my first"?  It is still amazing to me that I can love those "babies" all the same amount but individually for their own reason.  Boy, is God great for letting mothers love them like he does?  Being a mother, I just don't believe fathers have the same love.  Not saying moms love more or better but in totally different ways.  As they grow, new milestones will be met with as much amazement as the ones that have passed.  For example, the first time you realize spelling words to your spouse is no longer a safeguard for little ears.  Or the time your middle schooler doesn't make a team and his heart is broken and he questions why he wasn't good enough.  The 1st time one of them isn't invited to a "best" friends because of a misunderstanding between adults.  Bigger yet, are the times you have to discipline and you finally realize what your parents meant every time they said, "This is going to hurt me more than you".  Statements like these can never be understood until you become a parent yourself.  I remember once saying to my mother, when I was older of course, "I hope one day I am as smart as I used to think I was".  Well guess what, I am still waiting for that day to come!!!  Happy Weekend and don't forget to cherish every experience with a child because one day they will grow up.....