Happy New Year! Just
think a year ago at this time I was sitting in a hospital bed, alone, bored,
worried, feeling sorry for myself (but trying to pretend like everything was
hunky dory), and wanting my life to go back to normal. This year has certainly started off better
than last year - what with no hospital bed or nurse anywhere in sight (no
offense to any nurses). I made a few
resolutions that I'm already making progress on, and I see it as a year of new
beginnings. I realize last year was a
year of beginnings as well - first time mothering two children and first time
being a stay at home mom and first time dealing with a baby boy peeing on me
all time. But this year I want to begin
a new positive attitude in many respects - towards my children, my husband, my
friends, God, and just life in general.
I know that's easier said than done, but hopefully I can at least make a
little headway in trying to be a better person.
You all can hold me to that if you hear me starting to gripe and moan about
things, or gossip about someone, or wanting to strangle my husband or kids. :)
Another new beginning is a potential new house. Eddie and I have wanted to move for years,
but we initially had our sights set on houses that were out of our range and
were pouting over the fact we couldn't get the best - or what we thought we
deserved to have cause after all, almost everyone else we know lives in nice
updated houses. Once I gave up on my
list of "must haves" and came to terms with the fact that I didn't
have to have any of it (why should I be entitled?), things started to fall into
place. Basically, what we want more than
anything is just to get into a nicer more family-oriented neighborhood in a
different school district. And yes, we
wanted the house to be slightly better than ours so we had the motivation to
move, but we removed all the unnecessary bells and whistles from our checklist.
Next thing you know, we run across a
house completely by accident that is in our #1
target neighborhood that we could actually afford! No, it isn't fancy or perfect and yes, work
will need to be done over the years, but that's okay. The gospel of Luke says "Life is not
measured by how much you own" (NLT).
Our society states otherwise, but I am going to do my best to quit
believing that lie. The only thing
standing in the way of our new house is that we need to sell our current
one. But I'm trying to exercise my new
attitude that if it's meant to be, God will make it happen and I don't need to
stress and worry about it.
Adalynn has had a rocky start to 2013. I'm wondering if I shouldn't have let her
stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve!
Ironically enough, we never had real jealousy issues like we anticipated
after Wesley was born - until now. It
just seems a bit late in the game to start having problems, but we have found
that she's regressing and acting more like a baby. She's very emotional (much like she was last
year when I was in the hospital) and will cry and throw a fit about all sorts
of things that I don't see coming. She
and I were both at our wit's end during her winter break, and I think she was
as happy as I was to return to preschool last week. (Needless to say, I'm a bit worried about
what this summer will bring).
Wesley has had his own share of issues as well. He still doesn't want to sleep for extended
periods of time, and he usually doesn't want to sleep unless we're holding
him. He also had another tooth break
through so I'm sure that has contributed to his irritability. Wes has decided that he needs to squawk
loudly and repeatedly in order to get what he wants (usually food). This has become an issue when we go out to
eat, and people no longer coo over our baby but instead cast disgusted glares
in our direction. I guess that's
just the way it goes. At least they are both cute so it's easy to
forgive their nutty behavior. And it's
not like I can trade them in anyway.
See? I'm trying out that new attitude
already. :)
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| Adalynn drew this butterfly all by herself! |
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| Addy with her friend Ava flying to the moon! |
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| Making beautiful music together.... sorta |
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| Wesley picking on his cousin Joey (only 5 days apart in age) |
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| My boys |
