Saturday, January 22, 2011

A Break....

I need a break.... from a lot of things. I know what you are thinking. Explain. I just can't quite put it into words. There are not enough to express the love for my daughter. Miss Kyleigh Paige is 3 1/2 and her attitude justifies her age...

I love her beyond belief. Yes, she gets on my nerves sometimes. But I wouldn't trade her for anyone one else. The other day she was arguing with me and I asked her if she would like a spanking or if she would like me to sell her on eBay.... She kept crying and said, "Mommy, please don't sell me on eBay?!" I'm sure she doesn't even know what eBay is....

When I was growing up, even through high school and college, my mom always told me that she prayed every night for God to let me have a daughter that would be just like me. Well my friends, he answered her prayer. As much as I would like to think otherwise, Ky is EXACTLY like me in every way. Sometimes it's cute; other times I wish I could turn back time and make myself not so stubborn. This morning I had to pop her on the bottom and for the rest of the hour, she said I was 'NOT her best friend!'

Even though some days I could pull my hair out, my world would be incomplete without her.

This past week I had a dream that someone was making me give her up for adoption. Now, this wasn't an adoption where I had her and the adoption took place when she was a baby. No. Someone made me give her up for adoption at the age she is now.

I can't describe the noise of the screaming as they were taking her away from me. She was kicking, screaming, and crying for me. This is not something that I wanted to do, even in my dream. I cried as if my world was ending. The woman that was taking her told me that she would keep in touch with me and send me updates on how she was doing. Yet she never did. I waited for hours and still heard nothing. The next day the lady returned to my house with Kyleigh in tow. She had all of her bags still packed as if she was returning an unwanted item bought at a garage sale. She told me that she really couldn't handle her so I should take her back. What a relief...


After I woke up from this nightmare I went and got Ky and brought her to my bed. I vowed from that day on that I won't joke about selling my kid.... I'll save the comedy for people who are not my offspring...

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