"From Driver's Ed. to Diapers"

Talk about a big gap, not the gap between my two front teeth that my orthodondist was able to close because that was a big gap too, but the gap between my daughters' ages - Jamera, 15 years and Tamia, 11 months. 

Jamera, my first love, was born in December of 1995.  I call her my "trial and error" baby; my just try it and if it works, keep doing it baby.  Thank God, she's normal!  Jamera is simply put- a sweetheart. I could not have asked for a more loving and thoughtful child.  Has she tested me, YES.  Have we learned from it, YES. And we're still learning.  Jamera is now a junior in high school and a varsity cheerleader.  She's both talented and driven when it comes to cheering, but getting her to apply those qualities to the other aspects of her life is where my challenge begins.  She is worth it.

Tamia, my "whoops baby," was born in September 2010.  I call her my "if you want to make God laugh tell Him your plans" baby.  I'm glad He knew best because Tamia has changed our lives.  We are happier; we laugh more, we live- period!  I have never known such a small child to possess so much personality and vivacity.  She is a little person with a plan, and she wakes each day with an idea of how to achieve it.  Her eyes say, "I hope you're ready."  Some days I am; some days I'm not.  She too is worth the challenge.

So at the tender age of 37, I start anew.  My hips ache; I have tendonitis, and a husband.  But somehow my life is full.  Full of cheers and plans not yet achieved, but I welcome it all.  Because whether I'm ready or not, it's ALL coming!