Change

A online conversation with a new found friend got me thinking about who I have now become.

For as long as I can remember I was never your typical girly girl.
I loved to jump out of trees, pop wheelies on my bike and bugs, bugs and more bugs.
With the exception of spiders, those suckers make me seriously squeal.

My sisters called me bit anti-social and claimed I was cold at times.
I wasn't a hugger, I HATED mushy and only allowed hugs and kisses from my parents.

As a child I discovered my love for reading.
If you knew me back when, you could attest that I always had a book in my hands.
I read anything I could get my hands on, minus love novels. I quite frankly hated them.
Anything to do with sweetness and emotion made me say "Humbug!"

One thing Nick loved was I wasn't the girl who wanted to watch a mushy movie, give me action and give me guns!!

One thing that bothered him was I hated Christmas.
Like I said..anything sweet.
And I am sure it bothered him that I didn't want to have children.
Went as far as to making sure our first apartment complex was almost kid free.

Now 2 babies later and a strong marriage of 8 years I am a puddle of mush.
I used to call Nick crying when I saw something sad on television.
He even banned me from watching Oprah while pregnant.
I switched from scary and suspense reading to biographies that bring tears to your eyes (though I don't get to do much reading lately).


I watch a show where a child gets hurt and I cry.
A person's home burns down and they lose all their mementos..I cry.
It's gotten so bad my mom in law told me everything would be okay as she hugged me when my fridge broke, she told me she just didn't want to see me cry.

Bad people, I've gotten bad.

Now I find myself wanting to watch girly flicks (Time Travelers Wife here I come!!) and enjoying the hugs and kisses, wet ones from my boys are the best.

What happened to me?
What made the thick layer of crust fall off exposing this soft middle? ( Okay so some of that hard layer is still there I won't lie).

When did I go from a semi-feminist who didn't need a man to a stay at home mom & wife who depends on her sole provider husband?

It's funny how we change, how we evolve, how we grow.
How we become a person who if told a few years ago that this is who I would become I would of laughed....loud.

I love this version that loves hugs, kisses, baking, snuggling, chasing, sewing, mushy, cries at the drop of a hat kind of person.

Don't think I'd change a thing.