17 years

I understand that we all have the same 24 hours in a day ... those days accumulate into weeks then months and years.  As I watched the girls blow out the candles on their candles last night in the middle of the restaurant, I realized how quickly my life is moving.  Not that I wasn't already aware but blowing out candles was real. Very real.

I not the best mom or the perfect mom - but I try my best to be their mom.  I will never be perfect but I will be real.  I was not born to be a mom, I was born to be a gypsy or trashman (the kind holding on to the back of the trash truck with one hand and swinging off the back).  But I will be the best mom I can figure out how to be to these kids.

Seventeen years ago I gave birth to my perfect twin daughters, Lexi and Sydney.  Am I a grateful mother.