Chaos & Clarity

My first born.  The one who christened my motherhood.  She is a gorgeous specimen inside and out and wise beyond her years.  Principessa is my muse and teacher.  Her nickname means Princess in Italian.  Prinicipessa sounds so much less negative than Princess, doesn’t it?  But princess she is, in all the good ways.

My only son, my Middle Man.  Beagle has an appreciation for sarcasm like his Mama.  Beagle flies under the radar but when he surfaces he’ll surprise you with side-splitting humor and profound revelations.

My sweet baby.  The one who saved my soul after a loss and continues to rescue me on a regular basis.  Peach spreads her personal brand of magic in the world wherever she travels.  Her trademark sweetness and generous spirit are scrumptious.  Everyone should have a Peach in their lives.

Husband doesn’t need an alias, he’s quite comfortable with himself and unafraid of what may be revealed about him on this blog.  But since he never uses any person’s real name, opting instead for a nickname of his choosing, Husband doesn’t get a real name here either.    Husband is the rule-breaker to my rule-follower.  The practicality to my idealism.  In short, Husband’s black and white view of the world helps me to see in full color.

The newest member of the family, whose nickname makes no sense, but it stuck. (Thanks, Grandpa) Gnat is as wholesome as they come. As the old folks like to say, “He’s got a good head on his shoulders.”  We pretended that he needed to earn his way into the family, but truly,  we loved him from the start.

What can I say? She is the one who supports me like a beloved sister, comforts me like a mother, and commiserates with me as a fellow soul trying to do her best in this world.  We have a refreshingly agenda-free relationship.  She’s a keeper.