It takes a village. I don't know if I used to believe in that..... you know back before I had children and I thought I knew everything.
Now I believe it with every fiber of my being. I could not do life without my husband, my parents and all my family. I use the word family not to mean those that are related to us my blood but those that are with us, for us ...... those that know us..... really know us. The mommas that lift me up and know my heartaches, my struggles, my fears and reassure me everyday that I am not ruining my children and making all the wrong decisions.
When we moved to our current "hood" we wanted a community, some friends a bigger house and a nice pool. What we got was family..... so much more than I could have imagined.
I am surrounded my amazing mommas and daddies finding their way just like us.
I can pick up the phone and within minutes have help if I need it or a friend to laugh with, cry with or just drink wine with. It is amazing. These people know us, they get us and their kids are just as crazy as ours.
These mommas love my children as if they were their own. Our children cover a wide span of ages, but just like us, they love each other, watch out for one another and age doesn't seem to matter. From the smallest to the oldest they are a family as well.
Many nights I find my home is the gathering place. A place where crafts are made, laughter is heard, kids can be seen chasing round and round the kitchen island and where magical movies are made. It is a place they are welcome and safe. Nothing makes me happier than when my house is packed and loud and my heart is full.