The joys of life unexpected!

If only life really worked out the way that we planned when we were little girls.....I did have those dreams of the beautiful wedding, handsome husband and a cute little house (no white picket fence) .......when I was conjuring pictures of what my life would be, all that I knew for absolute was that I wanted to be a mom.
I thought that being a mom must be the best thing in the world, because I saw my mother day in and day out being a fantastic wife and mother, and she always seemed to me as happy and contented, what more could you want in life.
To me she was so perfect always put together, could get us all off to school with a packed lunch, have my dad's white shirts ironed, all the beds made. When we came home, the house was in perfect order, all the laundry done, and somehow my brothers and I had dance lessons, music lessons, skating lessons, played sports and dinner on the table ( I now know there was some trick she has yet to share with me, because there is no way to do all of the things my mother did in one day and still look perfect) and a snack ready for us. Of course as I grew older my view of this position in life changed and I thought continually "I'll never be my mother" she was horrible, the rules, oh my gosh the rules.......I will never have so many rules for my children!!!
That is when I became what I now consider my mothers nightmare........that story for another day.....
I had one miscarriage, one adoption, one set of twins by C-section, and two natural births = five fabulous children that are the passion of my life.......and I now know that "I'll never be my mother" there is no way I could ever do the fantastic job that she did, I can only aspire to it.