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turning 32 and other old things

I do not think being 32 years old is old but since October 11th, I have had problems with my eyesight, fallen off a stool and hurt that area of your body that has lots of extra cushion and that you use every day to sit on, and gotten a really bad cold that I just can't shake. So it does seem like all of a sudden my body is realizing it's been around for 32 years +.

Mom has been here for the past few days which is a HUGE blessing because I've been sick and Phil is out of town. He and Dad went on a trip together. Mom does the dishes, makes potato soup, reads tons and tons of books to the girls, takes them outside and makes sure I'm resting. Pretty much a perfect mom.

Phil and I reading a book called, "How to Really Love Your Child". It's good. I recommend it, even if you think you already are really loving your child. It doesn't make me feel like a bad, unloving parent, it just helps me(us) learn ways to show the girls that we love them unconditionally which is actually really not so easy.

I read some of my friends' blogs this morning (hence my posting now) and it was so nice to read so many moms adoring their children. One mom talked about how sweet her kids where one morning and I thought, "That's unconditional love. You woke me up early with a dirty diaper and spit-up but I still find you and your big sister so delightful because you are mine and you both smiled at me."

Speaking of loving our kids...Lily has been crying to get up since I started writing. I'm coming, Lilian!

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