Wayback Wednesday #5 - My Older Brother, Kevin.

  I have an AWESOME older Brother! I don't get to see him very often, especially now that he is deployed, and I miss him terribly.  There are times when I see my brother in my oldest son, Garrett.  Certain expressions Garrett makes, or mannerisms he has reminds me SO MUCH of Kevin.   

Looking back on our childhood, I am assailed by so many wonderful memories. I treasure the memories I have with him, and I am so incredibly proud of who he has become.    I have always looked up to him, I suppose I always will.  Kevin was 5 years older than Keri and I, and I thought he hung the moon.   He could do no wrong in my eyes.  I followed him around like a puppy at times, which I'm sure irritated him to no ends.

WAYBACK WEDNESDAY POST #4 - THE JOYS OF MOTHERHOOD (Not for the squeamish)

Aaaahhhh...... The joys of Motherhood.  When we take on our role as mother and provider, we find ourselves doing and saying things we never thought we would.  It opens a new world to us of things we thought we would never see.  Such as poop in hair.  I'll explain below....

Wayback Wednesday, Post #2 - Grandma and Grandad Bailey -

I can remember spending many nights at my Grandma and Grandad Bailey's house.  During the summers we stayed for weeks at a time.  We loved it.  Looking back, I don't know how she managed to keep her sanity.  It wasn't just me and my siblings there, it was ALL the cousins.  At any given time she would have 7 to 8 kids running in and out of the house, sometimes more when we brought a friend.

Grandma never minded though.  She loved us being there.  I can not remember a single time that she lost her patience and yelled at us.  That's not to say she didn't get on to us.  I remember her chasing the older cousins around with a switch from the tree or more often, her fly swatter.  I don't remember ever getting a whipping myself, though I am sure I must have.  Grandma had a paddle hanging on her wall that someone had decorated and given her.  "Grandma's Paddle" was written across it.  I don't remember the paddle ever leaving her wall.  Grandma and Grandad both were easy-going, never yelling or screaming at any of us.  Their patience seemed limitless.......or maybe that is why Grandad spent so much time out in the shed.

WAYBACK WEDNESDAY: BECOMING A MOTHER

This is the first post in a new series I will be doing every Wednesday.  ln celebration of "Wayback Wednesday"  I will post about a special memory in my lifetime.  For my first post, I wanted to post about something very special.  My memories on first becoming a mother......

I was fairly young when I first became a mom, only 19.  I had been married for just a little over six months.