My babies...

I don't write about my girls because this is really a blog for myself, my fitness, my weight (duh)my ego, my looks and so forth. I guess its a place where I can still try and be Sarah a person and not Sarah the mommy, housekeeper, chef, life manager, errand runner, sleep loser, milk producer, etc.

I am soo lucky to have my girls and I could go on and on about this. I am very fortunate and blessed. I should do a whole other blog on them.

But today I am sharing my mommy proud moment. When I did my run a few weeks ago we signed my oldest up for the kids dash. She was soo excited to be able to where her number #1 like her mommy did. Number 1 for all the kids :) She was practicing running up and down the little course. She was ready. I think she was the smallest one there or at least one of the smallest. They are all lined up and the "BANG" goes for the kids to dash. Mine....gets scared...runs to me. I give her a hug and say "go go go" and shuffle her along to Daddy. Daddy finishes the race with her and she gets a medal. She was soooo proud of herself!