Mini Me!

I'm not sure my daughter likes that label, but it's been said time and time again.  If you saw pictures of me when I was young, their is a very strong resemblance.  Today my mini me turned 15.  Holy cow!  I remember bringing her home from the hospital and feeling so inadequate!  Steve always laughed and reminded me I was a pediatric nurse (at that time).  I wasn't worried about killing her :)  I was worried about messing her up.  What did I know about parenting?  Nothing!!  These kids come with no instructions.  My fear was that she has to talk to a psychiatrist someday and starts out with, "you won't believe how my mom raised me......."   hehehe  Well, I'm over that now.  I have just learned to have fun with this whole parenting business.  I know there are things I've screwed up on. I try to apologize as soon as I realize what I did.  But I am also stubborn, like her, and some things I'm just pretty sure I'm right about.  Poor kid. 

Happy Happy Birthday, sweet sweet Leah Rosa!  Thank you for teaching me how to be a mama.  And having patience with me.  We will learn this whole growing up thing together :)  Love ya!!