I remember being a little girl and lining up my dolls infront of my little chalkboard walking around with a Chinese dinner chopstick in one hand and a piece of white chalk in the other, pretending to be a teacher.....yip my life long dream was to educate. I moved on from that phase pretty quickly when I discovered what Malls were and what it meant to be fashion forward, I would spend days not hours at the mall, window shopping and saving money for boots or a bag or jeans or something or the other. All of my fashionista-ness took a quick back seat to car insurance, gas money and other typical teenager responsibilities, it was then that I had my first real desire of what and where I wanted to be in life!
My mind was made up I wanted to be someone you would have to make an appointment to see! I somehow built a notion in my head that these were people with power and I wanted to be on of them. Simple right? This is where it gets interesting......I got my first job and the plan was, that it would be a stepping stone for studies and travel and all the wonderful things (according to me) that the world had to offer!
I met my wonderful husband and still had in mind that I would someday be in a position where people would have to make an appointment to see me!
We had our first son a year and a half after we were married and then the REAL responsibilities started, so I swiftly moved on to my next job and STILL was determined that one day people would have to make an appointment to see me!
Well six years went by and we were getting ready to have our second son, we were happy parents with a wonderful little boy who was excited for his brother so much so that he also decided to move into our room and after the first night of sharing the space with his brand new baby brother and all of his crying decided to pack up and go live with grandma for a few days stating, and I quote "I cant take this kid and his crying!". He soon returned home when we explained that he really didn't have to stay in our room and could go back to the comfort of his own room and toys and joys!
Somewhere in the back of my mind I still held onto a twisted little desire of being important enough that one day people would have to make an appointment to see me!
Well my youngest is 6 now and I have slowly come to realise that I am all of my dreams rolled up in one person they call me "MOMMY" and "BABE".
The Educator:
I educate my children everyday on morals, good manners, respect, better choices, hygiene, homework and the list goes on and on but most of all I educate them on what it means to be loved unconditionally by someone.
The Fashionista:
Every morning I dress my 6 year old and make sure that everything matches and I very subtly make sure my husband doesn't wear purple with orange and a polka dotted pair of socks. My teenager well that's another story all together, I will say stuff like "that's cool" and he will look at me and smile, and utter softly "I don't think so".
The Appointment Person (for a lack of Title)
Staying at home and doing laundry and cooking dinner and dusting and school projects and homework and football practice, and grocery shopping, and doctors appointments and urgent school supply needs and that sudden need for a dozen cupcakes for school, I have come to realise that when anybody needs me I have to pencil them in so by right.......there you have it, let me know when you would like me to pencil you in!
Jacki
P.S. I wouldn't have it any other way!