Transitions....

I love my little family. But transitions always have been hard for us. All of us. When me and Bob went from a twosome to a threesome with Aid, it was hard. We both had to adjust and learn how to be parents. We had to figure out how to hold onto ourselves and each other and focus on Aid. It was tough. Aid also had his own adjustments along the way. But we were a family and eventually we figured it out and found our groove.

Now we have Grant and we are in another transitional phase. We are not a threesome, we are a foursome and have one more person's needs to consider. Aid is 3 and testing his own limits all over the place. We have all had to adjust to different roles and different ways of doing things. It has once again proven to be tough. But we are a family and despite our rough patches we will get through it and find our groove.

Every time I feel like it's all too much I look at my two boys. And I realize that what I am teaching them is that we don't give up. We fight for one another and with one another. We learn how to be a family together. We love each other even when it is hard to do so. We support each other . We listen to each other even when we feel like we are not being listened to. And when changes come, as they will, that throw us off and shake up our routines....we remember that we are here because we are a family and we love each other more then anything.

Bob told me when he was younger that his dad used to always say, "We are the Bures boys, we need to stick together." He remembers that and now we have our own little clan of Bures boys. (And a girl)

And we have to stick together...