new pair of shoes part 2

Ok so that post went out before it was ready..

Well I did it.. Taylor is signed up for dance class next fall. I am so excited.. I also think Ainsley a great friend of ours is signing up for class as well. I remember the day both of these girls came home wearing booties.. well here are our new shoes…

baby girl's getting a new pair of shoes..

Standing my ground..

So let me start by explaining how I got to the point I am at.
As most of you know Taylor was VERY ill shortly after we brought her home. So sick with RSV that she ended up back at the hospital for just under a week… while there she was on oxygen. Placed on all different kinds of monitors and was not to be touched by anyone with bare hands unless it was Braden or I. Well needless to say, at that moment of realizing how close to loosing my little one I was I became very protective of her. So protective that I moved her out of her room and into my bedroom… and well sadly that was just about 4 years ago.
SO hear we are today.. Taylor is four years old and sleeping in my bed. (just to answer any questions, Braden has been sleeping on the couch) So this weekend we got up and started cleaning my room. Well cleaning my room moved on to cleaning Taylor and Lanes room.. This lead to new rules at our house.
Rule number 1- dirty clothes go in the bathroom
Rule number 2- both kids back to their own rooms EVERY NIGHT
Rule number 3- NO FOOD upstairs

I know all of these rules should be a given but it was easier to give in then to fight with them every day.
Well… let the fights begin.

So Sunday night, Taylor was told she would not be sleeping with me. She had three choices, her bed, lanes room or the couch.. But NOT mommy’s bed.
Well needless to say she cried herself to sleep on the couch. Lane didn’t want her to sleep downstairs all alone. So he joined her on the couch to “ protect her, cuz I am a good big brother”
This leads us to last night. Taylor feel asleep on the couch, I was ready to head to bed and leave her there. Braden decided he wanted to watch TV for a little longer. Well, next thing I know Taylor is in my room crying how she doesn’t want to sleep in her bed, or lanes bed, or the couch. Well my bed is not an option!!! NO I want my husband back.. I want to sleep with out little feet kicking me all night.
So I tell her she has two choices, one sleep in her bed or sleep on the floor. ( I know apart of me felt like I was giving in to her. But we will take steps, it has been four years of sleeping with mommy)
So down on the floor she went with a million blankets and her pillow. I don’t think I was settled in bed before she was out cold and she slept all night long down there. Now… my hubby didn’t come to bed.. He was out cold on the couch this morning. I think he thought he lost his spot already to little girl..

Wish me luck for the next couple of weeks.. it will take time but I will have her sleeping in a bed that does not have me in it too!

A visit from reality..

It amazes me how fast my kids have and are growing up. Each day they can do a little bit more on their own, or are willing to try a few new things that last month seemed impossible in their eyes. I know this is supposed to be a great thing, but some how it makes me sad. Sad to know my days of having to hold their hand while they climb in to bed are numbered, sad to know they don’t need me to stand at the top of the steps while they go down in the basement to go potty. Sad to think that some day soon Lane won’t want to give me a kiss when I drop him off at friend’s house.
And yet, excited to think some day soon they will both be in T-Ball and Daddy and I can sit in the stand together to watch. Excited to think that they are making friends, just like we hoped they would do. Excited to know my lil missy is a little to much like her mommy and loves to visit, as she is willing to sit up with me an night and chit- chat. (as much as you can with a four year old). Excited to see them ride their bikes around the camp ground this summer, while I get some one on one time with Daddy..
All this was brought to my attention last Friday.. how much they are growing. I was on my way in to work when I got a phone call from Lane. He was so excited, I knew instantly what he was calling to tell me. Our call went like this:

Lane “ mom guess what just happened to me”
Mom “ What buddy”
Lane “ I lost my tooth!!! I am getting so big mommy”
Mom ( with tears in my eyes) “ you are.. so tell me how it happened”
Lane “ well I was eating my muffin and there it was laying on the bed”
Mommy—realizing he said muffin and bed… hmmmm
Mom “ well where were you?”
Lane “ in your bed eating my muffin and watching TV”
Mommy really excited now to clean that mess up because the good Lord knows it’s gonna be a good one.
Mom “ well put it in a cup and the tooth fairy will come”

We then hung up and talked later in the day as he had school so he got to have his own special show- and – tell for the class. Needless to say the tooth fairy came and left a few coins.. ( prices have gone up since I lost teeth)

This got me thinking again how old my babies are getting.. Yet they will ALWAYS be MY BABIES..

To my baby girl...

Taylor,

Four years ago today we dropped Lane off at daycare gave him a kiss and a hug and told him we would see him that night. I cried the whole way up to the hospital thinking how much Lanes world was going to change..little did I realize how much we all would change. =) Thank goodness it was all for the better. Two hours later our little Taylor Elizabeth Rogers was born.. soooo very tiny and soooo very beautiful.

From the moment we brought you home you have taught me more about being a mommy then i could have imagined. Your first month of life was spent in and out of the hospital.. 2 nights for observation. A week in the incubator and 2 more days for observation. You have taught me how precious life is, how quickly things can change. And most of all .... the joy you can get from a "surprise ".

Over the past year you have changed so much, started school, turned a little bit girly, learned to ride a big girl bike, and just recently started writing your name. I can not wait to see what the next 4 years brings us.

I love you Bear!!!!

Mommy