Inpiration

My children inspire me daily, and often times many times throughout the day.

One of my guys gets up everyday at 5:30am and we go to the gym for 6 when it opens. On those days when I don't get to bed until 2 or 3, I might try to imply we have a break day, but by the end we ultimately end up going and I know if it weren't for him I would be sound asleep.

Little Man Tate, who by the way is almost as tall as me. Is it time to rock the heels 24/7 or acknowledge that I am not as tall as I might like to think I am and that he is growing up, as 7th grade is just around the corner.
He inspires me to look at the world through that confident lens equipt with the knowledge that I can do anything I put my mind to.

Little Missy, keeps me inspired to see the best in humanity, she renews that faith. Her compassion, while at an age when she is actively taking in everything the world gives her and processessing it at a speed that makes me dizzy. She has the ability to be present for others and yet for herself at the same time with a healthy balance.

Miss Mama who at sixteen has just birth the most beautiful blessing ever inspires me in my own motherhood. I see her embracing her daughter and motherhood much the way I did (go attachment parenting) I am proud to have been that model in her life for the other mothers in her life struggle with addiction and are unable to give of themselves in the way a baby needs.