coconut life

I have so much going on right now in my life, and so many things I could blog about but where to start? Of course, on the top of my list is the weddings. It's so strange for me to realize I've grown up enough to have adult children making adult decisions in their own lives. I really feel like I should still be a young mom myself!

As I've watched my kids grow, I've always wondered what kind of adult they would make. So far, they're incredible! I credit it to the amazing dad they have. He's a much better parent than I am and I would fail miserably without him. Jayson is so much like his dad, always has been. He will be an incredible husband and father, I just know it. And Cecy is a tender hearted, loving, giving woman. She has so much self confidence, much more than I ever had at her age, and she is so compassionate. I can envision them both as parents and I'm filled with pride. I just can't believe they are at this stage in life!

My mind races constantly with things that need to be done for the weddings and I'm overwhelmed. Most of Cecy's is pretty well done and it's too early to be able to do much for Jayson's, but it's as if the wedding fairy has hit me so hard on the noggin' that I can't keep a thought in my useless brain for more than two seconds. It's that nagging, "I'm missing something big" thought that keeps circling around. Eeekgads!

The other kids are taking advantage of Mom's delirium and running wild. In fact, the two little ones are wrecking havoc in the basement as I type. Do I care? Not too much right now. I'm sure I will later, but I can't muster up the strength to care right now. Janzyn is down for a nap (bliss!) and I really need to do some laundry but here I sit. Speaking of the little J-man, he's becoming carnivorous now that he finally broke a tooth through. He gums everything in site and is even known to rummage through the garbage to find morsels. His all time favorite, however, is the dog dish and there's been many a time I've had to go fishing for kibble. What a kid! He's close to walking, despite my attempts to continually push him back down every time he tries. Not ready for that!

Well, enough rambling for now. It's lunch time! My growling stomach tells me so.