It isn't my fault that I was born the oldest girl. It was not my fault that I helped my mom out with the little kids growing up. Not at all.
I have the hardest time taking a step back and not being the mom in situations. I had a very long and good talk with an advisor today about me stepping up to be the "mom" in situations and how that isn't helpful to me or to them really. I agree and understand, but how do you turn off something that has always been there as a part of your personality? Can I just say it is hard. I will do it, I can do it, but it is hard!
The count down has begun, only 18 days until I head home to Iowa to see my Mom who I haven't seen since May. Oh and my brothers and my totally awesome Dad. Oh and my sister Rachel and her husband Derek...and yeah. that is it. I am excited though. Really excited.
Oh, and I am getting my hair done too. Which is a good thing. My grey is totally showing. It makes me feel so old. Sad!
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It's so hard not to be the momma hen when that's what you have always been use too. That's just part of who you are Nikki...
The oldest child always has that ENGRAVED into their brains. Just wait till you have kids, then it's super hard to turn off... and no one likes a momma hen for a wife. That's a big no-no!
I wouldn't know. But I will admit that I have grown up to be a micro-management fanatic!!
I think Adam would like it better if I were a Momma hen. I think it's okay just as long as you can keep it under control.
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