The kids

Ok. so I thought I would expound on my children a bit. My daughter was born with a heart defect, Transposition of the Greater Vessels. Back in the day it was known as a blue baby. She was able to hold off the big open heart surgery until she was 10 months old. I am happy to say that she has been a very healthy happy child since. It was a very scary time in our lives, but we never treated her as anything other than a healthy child and because of that she never felt like she was different. It is actually amazing to me today that she has become a registered nurse working in a Childrens hospital in the cardiovascular ICU.

My older son was a challenging child with a temper that was out of control. I used to describe his looking like his head was going to explode off his head when he got really mad. I am happy to say that he did learn to control his anger, and I, how to see the signs of that anger. I now see a young man with a kind, gentle sole. He lives in Oregon now, going to school to become a paramedic. He will make a fantastic one someday soon. I miss him every day.

My youngest, a son, is a unique child to say the least. He pushes himself to be the best in all he does. His sense of humor always makes me question where in the world he came from because he certainly did not come from anyone in this family. He can anger me quickly and then turn on his smile and melt my heart. He is working very hard in his junior year of high school and has set a goal of getting accepted to MIT next year. (His grandfather's college). Not that he wants to go there, just to say he could.

So, there you have it. My three children. Each unique in their own way. Each independent people in this world who are not afraid to speak their mind or share their opinion. They are exactly what I had hoped each would be when they were born. I am so very proud of all of them!