I was prompted to write about my craziest adventure and it really stumped me. I mean I am almost 47 years old and really just have not experienced the adventure bug. I considered the crazy adventure to the middle of God knows where in west Texas with no running water that Keith dragged me to when we were dating but I’ve talked about that before in our love story. Our poorly thought out trip to California in 2006 when we spent one entire day (like seriously over 6 hours in the car) going about 20 miles to see Hollywood crossed my mind too. However, if I really think about it, my craziest adventure has stretched across the past 26 years and will continue the rest of my life. Motherhood, that’s right motherhood has been the craziest adventure I’ve ever encountered!
I was scared to death the first time I became a mom. I was just shy of 21 and I think the look on my face says it all! What in the world was I suppose to do with this tiny baby? She was perfect and such a good baby and I figured it all out and was sure I was an expert when her brother arrived but he was nothing like his sister! So sensitive about formula and diapers and clothing and temperature and the list goes on and on. It took me months to realize he didn’t like being rocked to sleep when his sister was rocked until she was two. There were toilet locks and outlet plugs and uncontrollable tantrums. All new obstacles on my motherhood journey.
Four children and they are all different and all keep me on my toes. A response to one doesn’t work the same for another facing a similar challenge. Some days are spent helping the rule follower learn to let go a little and have some fun while teaching the curious one a lesson after realizing he shot the computer screen with an air soft gun. I’m forever trying to read the mind of the private one and assure myself he’s in a good place socially, scholastically, mentally at the same time his sister is blabbing all the family business and putting her own spin on it.
Speaking of roller coasters, my body has also been through some crazy ups and downs on this adventure! With four pregnancies I saw my body gain an average of 42 pounds each time. There are stretch marks and love handles and a belly button I barely recognize as my own. Growing a human and watching it kick and stretch and knowing you were the only source of life was amazing. Even their four births were all different and beautiful in their own way.
Just like any crazy adventure, I always look back at the ups and downs and am able to laugh about things that seemed like the end of the world at the time. Sometimes I make wrong turns along the way and so many times I have failed to stop and ask for direction. Other days, maybe even years, I speed right through without noticing any warning signs before realizing my tank is suddenly totally out of gas. Time has allowed some moments to include a well thought out itinerary when other times coming to a fork in the road and deciding on a route was more of a crap shoot. Regardless this journey has been worth every heartache, every laugh, every worry and every fear because this adventure has filled my heart completely with a joy I never knew was possible.
No matter where I go in life or what I experience these four kids are alway on my mind and forever in my heart. Being a mom is a journey that does not end as even when I am gone the impact I have had on them will hopefully stand just as a historical landmark would on a cross country journey. There will be days they may not even realize the decision they are making or the little voice in the back of their mind came from their momma.
Jordan, Riley, Dillon & Carly Jo….you are the craziest adventure I’ve ever been on. Whether I’ve been the driver or the passenger, the co-pilot or the back seat driver I could not have asked for better companions on this trip and I wouldn’t re-route any part of our journey!
What has been your craziest adventure?