Brothers

I have a lot of brothers.  I remember crying each time I heard that one of them were going to be a boy.  I sooo wanted a sister.  HA - all those baby boys prepared me to be a rockin (if I don't say so myself) mommy to my own two baby boys!  I never had a sister, but I have super sister in laws and secretly I LOVED/LOVE being the only girl - it has its perks! 

Its a long story about how we became siblings and at this point in life none of that story matters.  The only thing that matters is that they are all (all 5 of them) my brothers.  I grew up living with Ryan, Michael, and Kevin.  They are the three I often talk about in my blogs.  Its not that I forgot or don't care about my other two brothers its just the way things were.  No blame, just the famous "it is what it is."  But I hate that.  Brett and Justin have grown up and have become amazing young men.  I remember them as babies in their diapers.  Brett would call Justin "justy" he (brett) was a skinny, tough little thing.  Justin was a chunk, I look at Logan sometimes and see Justin.  They loved their dog Molson (or Molsey as Brett called him), loved to play outside, were very much "all boy."  I miss them both more than they will ever know.  I made Brett an ABC book when he was born, I was like 6 or 7.  It makes me sad but also happy that I have those memories of them being little.  

We don't know each other like I know my other siblings, but they are thought of often and nothing can break a sibling bond - no time or distance.  You know I am an adult now, I have children of my own, so I can make plans to see them and one of these days that is just what I will do.  When I was 12 I couldn't afford or have the ability to do that, but at almost 29, its time.  Love you boys - all 5 of you!  

Check out my brother Justin - http://www.youtube.com/user/mullen3#p/a/f/0/jGxOFFyvaOE