My Molly

Three years ago today I gave birth to my sweet Molly. Don't worry I am not going to make you suffer through the birth story. Although it is quite an interesting and scary one (She had to be resuscitated and I almost had to have an emergency c-section, but it's a story for another time).

Of all my kids, Molly is the one I'm told looks most like me and acts most like me. My husband constantly calls her "Little Mandy" to which she relpies, "I'm not little Mandy, I'm Molly!" I wonder if this is perhaps why she and I seem to have a unique bond when compared to my relationships with my other kids. I have a special, and different relationship with each child. But there is just something about Molly.


On Abby's birthday and on Zach's I will tell how my relationship with them is special and how there is just something about them, as well. But today, today is Molly's day.

This is a child that is the life of the party. She likes to make you laugh, she likes to cuddle and she likes to play Nintendo DS. She is caring, loving and can hold her own with her big sister. Quite often it is Molly I have to pull off of Abby...this kid is tough! She is more of a leader than a follower and is the antithesis of everything I have ever heard or read about a middle child.  She is decisive and extremely stubborn. I have my ideas about where this stubbornness must come from, but I will leave that to your imagination. Those of you who know me, know I am not stubborn in the least. Or sarcastic.

If you ask Molly why she's doing something, she will tell you, "Because I said so." Nooooo, she's not sassy, she's just opinionated. But before you get the wrong idea, she is a good kid. She is excellent at entertaining herself and keeping her brother out of trouble. In fact, she loves to help Zach. One of her favorite things to do is to climb up on the counter, open the cabinet and drop crackers down for Zach to munch on. She will tell us "Zach was hungry" all innocent and helpful like. 


This is the child that will most likely keep me up at night when she becomes a teenager. She is too smart for her own good and seems to think she can convince you of anything. Molly also thinks all is forgiven when she holds your face in her hands, looks you in the eyes and says very sweetly, "I'm sorry Mommy. You are the best Mommy ever." So far, it works.