Okay probably not popular belief, but I just want to make sure that you understand me.
Even if it does sound insanely cheesy, this has to be said.
I love my children, with every fiber of my being!
With every ounce of energy I have!
I would do anything to protect them,
I would go to the ends of the earth for them.
I carried them in my belly as they grew from barely there to practically ripping me apart.
And then they did rip me apart as they were thrust from my loins!
And I would do it all over again.
I love them each, and I will do my best to raise them, to teach them, and to show them my love.
So contrary to what I sometimes put on facebook and twitter, or scream and cry to Superman about, or even sometimes post on this blog; I love my children, I love them no matter what they do, even when they are crying that they hate me. I love them.
Bear, Lyon, Fenix: if you have been reading all of my blog posts sometime in the future, remember that I do love you very much.