Sue Baby

I am known by a lot of different titles. "Coaches Wife," "Sister," "Ms. Lyndi," (is this a southern thing? Anyone younger than me refers to me as this), and even "Church Nursery Coordinator." However, by far my most coveted title is "Maddi and Kayda's Mama." With two beautiful girls I have come to understand in a whole new light the phrase "to whom much is given, much is expected." I really do strive to do right by my children. I want my children to love their family surroundings and hopefully one day have their friends feel comfortable enough to walk through our front door and know they will be loved, safe, and respected. Lucky for me I had excellent examples friends' moms growing up.
One friend, Katrin, had a mom that was in a word: amazing. She ran a home that you always felt welcome in. I knew I could go in their side door at any time, day, night, meal time, and I wouldn't be intruding. Sue baby (as we affectionately called her) was the kind of mother that as Katrin and I would be chatting about something in her room, would walk in with freshly made strawberry shortcake ( I know, it sounds like a movie, but I vividly remember this happening) still warm. She was the kind of mother you hoped to run into in the grocery parking lot because she always had your side and a kind smile to give you. Even Suebaby's look was always put together. I now love wearing chunky bracelets because it reminds me of her and how it would dress up the most casual of outfits on her.
However, even more important than the way she treated her daughter's friends was the example she engrained in me of how to treat your daughter. She had the best way to deal with situations, make light of things, and more than anything else, make her daughter laugh even when she wanted to cry. I'm sure SB wasn't thinking of the tutorial she was giving me 15 years ago on how to raise a daughter or how to treat your daughter's friends, but I wish I would have been taking notes.
I feel her somedays in me when I am disciplining my children SB style (Katrin once told me when she was little and she and her brother would drive by the dumpster Sue Baby would say that was where naughty children went; love it) and pray that her spirit not only lives in me, but because of her ways and what I have learned from her will be in my daughters and be felt in my daughter's friends too. Now if I could only get down how to make strawberry shortcake.