Shy Baby Chubba Cheeks

Two summers ago, these two little girls came unexpectedly into my life. Unexpected because I did NOT want to date anyone who had children. Not because of the children, I love kids. It’s the other parent I have problems with and that messy situation is a little too much, so I thought. There’s plenty of single childless men in the sea, right?

But…….the man upstairs had other plans (and isn’t that JUST what I get for thinking that?).

I am glad he knows better than I, because what I would have missed……. here they come two big-eyed dark headed shy little girls into my heart. I met Molly before Bridget and talked about it in her birthday post here.

I met Bridget a few days after her 2nd birthday, July 4th. It was in the garage. Jason had pulled the Commander in and was getting them out of the car. She was clinging to her daddy like a little monkey. Her head on his big shoulder, her arms tight around him. All I could see were those chubba cheeks with pigtails.

Bridget on the right, at almost two years old.

She didn’t smile. She didn’t laugh, just ducked her head not looking at me. But oh! She was precious. She was a BABY. I couldn’t believe how little she was. I, like any normal person, wanted to squeeze her to death, and pinch her little cheeks. But she would have none of me. That’s okay. One thing I am, is VERY patient.

We trekked to a ridge in Fort Worth to set up chairs to watch fireworks, since Dad had three chairs, a blanket, and a cooler to tote. Guess who got her hands on chubba cheeks? Squeee!

Up we went and got settled. She wasn’t so afraid of me after that. She sat in the chair next to me and stuffed her little chubba cheeks with peanuts. Fascinating how many they could hold.

We had a good time and she even let me carry her down the hill back to the car. But let me tell you something. Steep hill + flip-flops + child in arms + plus four-year old child in hand = FALL.

Yep, I fell. She cried, and really didn’t want much to do with me after that. Can you blame her?

She stayed Daddy’s girl for a long, long time….

Until I was safe…..and she was sure I was safe, ha!

I think it was October 2009 when our breakthrough occurred. She let me carry her after the State Fair, and she would NOT go to Daddy, or let him hold her. Only me. I had arrived in shy baby’s world.

Today, life with her is amazing. She is the kindest, sweetest baby girl. She gives the best hugs, the best cheesy grins, and she will pat and rub to her heart’s content as she lays her head down in comfort next to mine.

Shy baby chubba chubba cheeks, how I adore you. Your smile lights my world and your heart sings the sweetest song to mine.

Happy, Happy Fourth Birthday! My how you have grown into a BEAUTIFUL little girl.

I’ve Come to Realize…..

A Facebook tag from my friend, editor, and writer – Elizabeth Irwin.

I hope you don’t mind I brought it to WordPress. It’s actually just the kind of thing I need tonight after a busy weekend that has left me a fuzzy brain and a very sore body.

1. I’ve come to realize that my chest-size…needs a lot of support when jogging.

2. I’ve come to realize that my job….is worth keeping and doing my best at.

3. I’ve come to realize that when I’m driving…it’s best if I’m not late.

4. I’ve come to realize that I need…to have fun, even if I risk ankle injury jumping for joy in a pink castle bounce house.

5. I’ve come to realize that I have lost…the need to control or be controlled.

6. I’ve come to realize that I hate…conflict.

7. I’ve come to realize that if I’m drunk…I’m having a flashback of my first after divorce phase.

8. I’ve come to realize that money….should be handled by persons wiser than me.

9. I’ve come to realize that certain people…will seek to control out of their own fear of failure.

10. I’ve come to realize that I’ll always…find compassion and heart to spare.

11. I’ve come to realize that my sibling(s)…are more important to me than anything and I hope they know how much I love them.

12. I’ve come to realize that my mom…is a crafty spitfire I adore.

13. I’ve come to realize that my cell phone…is addictive.

14. I’ve come to realize that when I woke up this morning…I had no idea what was in store for me good or bad.

15. I’ve come to realize that my first love is…loving others.

16. I’ve come to realize that right now I am thinking about…all the blogs I have missed reading the last few days.

17. I’ve come to realize that my dad…both of them are missed and cherished dearly.

18. I’ve come to realize that when I get on Facebook…I like reading status updates and commenting on life happening the best.

19. I’ve come to realize that today…ended quite nicely, laughing at comics, watching bats fly, editing photographs and eating chocolate cake.

20. I’ve come to realize that my best friend(s)…are my safety net.

21. I’ve come to realize that my spouse…I’m marrying in October was meant for me. Truly.

22. I’ve come to realize that I really want to…master photography.

23. I’ve come to realize that life…is what you make it.

24. I’ve come to realize that this weekend…I’ve got to mow the duplex field yard.

25. I’ve come to realize that next weekend…will be here before you know it.

26.I’ve come to realize that my (step)children…are God’s gift to my life.

27. I’ve come to realize that when life gives you lemons….just add sugar to make it right.

Wanna play?



Aging Mommy







Anyone else? Play along if you’d like. Please don’t feel obligated. I have a birthday post coming up Wednesday when my almost step-daughter officially turns four.

In the mean time…..I’ve been working hard on getting these pictures posted.

Bridget's Fourth Princess Party