I sit here on Monday with so much to do but wanting to do nothing. My older kids have the day off and are having a stressfest over my surgery tomorrow. I have decided to work in my office in order to get all my paperwork done before I am out of commission for a week or so. I am hoping to get some quality time in with Heidi and Nestor before the surgery tomorrow so that they feel a bit more relaxed.
As I sit here today and take up some me time to write this I realize that although the surgery is an easy one, it is still major abdominal surgery and the removal of an organ... HELLO?! I realize that easier surgeries than this have put people in a bad situations and well, killed them. I realized today that NO day is promised and every day is a GIFT. That I need to try my best to be at my best everyday because it may be my last. I don't want to sound morbid or gloomy but hey, I suppose if I look at life like this EVERYDAY- I might just loosen up and live a little.
Maybe I'll decide to start my days eating healthy to set a good example for the kids and to allow my body to take me a distance longer than anticipated? Maybe I will dance in the rain with the kids instead of letting them do it alone every time? Maybe I will serve pancakes, oatmeal, eggs and warm for your tummy breakfasts to the kids as often as possible because cereal is so well, cereal.
I dunno, maybe I wouldn't change at all. But, I happen to think I would because I want my kids to remember me better than I remember myself. I want them to think of me and think of warmth and strength. I want them to think of fun and laughter. Well, I suppose I just want them to think about me.
Alright, enough. I need to get down to business and spend time with the kiddos. I swear, people think Toby and me are crazy but I would not change my life for anything. I wouldn't change that Toby is blind now and I wouldn't change that we took in so many kids. I wouldn't change how hard we work and how fast we play. I would not change a thing-I love my kids, I love my husband, I love my family, I love my life.
TEAM LEAL
We were married on St. Patrick's Day in 2003 never knowing how CRAZY our lives would become. After two years we decided to adopt some older kids out of the foster care system and we changed the direction of our lives completely. A year after we met Heidi and Nestor we took in a newborn baby boy we called Jackson. When Jackson was 5 months old, we took in Diego an almost two year old boy. Two weeks after Diego showed up I started feeling sick and for good reason....I was PREGNANT!!! Sophia or as we sweetly call her- Sophie Mae -was born May 10th. Now we want to chronicle our family in pictures, music, and writing for others to enjoy. I mean if we get to enjoy 5 awesome kids and the challenge of living with them--why shouldn't you?
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3 comments:
You are nuts woman, and you shouldn't change one damn thing. If you need anything at all you give me and B a call, we're right around the corner and you know I have yet to do anything at work!
Hey. What's this surgery about? Email me. Hope it goes well and wish you a speedy recovery. Mucha salud y besos a la familia!!
t is tamara pagan :)
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