Musings of Mommy Dearest: It's never too late to be great.

It's safe to say that I am a nostalgic woman.

I choked up when New Kids made their comeback.
I get warm fuzzies whenever I hear the Punky Brewster theme song.
I even saw the Snoopy snow cone machine recently and almost impulsively bought it. For the kids, of course.

But last night, a wave of nostalgia did not rush over me. No, it was not a wave--it was more like a Pacific Ring of Fire tsunami that came from out of nowhere and decided to pull me under.
And this is the story.

While I was cheerfully exploring my newest obsession, IH called me to his side to check out his computer screen. I knew he had found our old wedding video--which was super short, because for some reason we didn't think it was a big deal to have the entire thing taped. I mean, after all, we were only getting married. I heard our vows for the first time in 5 years, and I must say, it was sweet to see the excitement between the two of us. It was only 5 years ago, but we seem so young. Then, at the end of the video, I hear Sebbie's little voice. It said,

"I wanna go with Mommy."

And while the video camera was fixed on us, B-Boy went running to our side--and poked his shiny face right smack in the middle of us. Then the video ended.

I'm sure it doesn't sound very remarkable. Or exciting. Or anything. But it was. Here was my 3-year-old first born, talking with his baby voice, still the only baby in his Mommy's life. I know how hard it is for him now to share my time with his brother. I know it's a struggle for him. It's a struggle for me, too.

I am inspired by that video last night to make one-on-one time more of a priority in my family. I need both of my boys to know how fantastically special they are, and how much they mean to me. I mean really let them know--make them so aware that they never, ever, ever, ever, doubt it. Because in the daily to-do's, errands, cleaning, and after school activities, it's easy to get drained and tired and lazy. I'm guilty of it. But if there's more amazing days than not, that's what will matter. At least, I hope that it will.