First Post of the New Year

It’s been awhile since anything was posted to this blog. Reality and life kind of set in and there seemed to be one issue occurring after another, leaving me in a frantic “I can’t get my life back on track” sensation lately.

Before this moment, I actually couldn’t think of what the last post I even attempted was. There was a list of posts I was planning on writing out, but with everything that’s been going on in the last month, I simply just did not have the mental energy or physical time to sit down and do them.

Christmas was hectic. Norovirus has ran rapid through our family, starting with our 5 year old, and anyone who has had this year’s winter bug, ….it’s painful. I currently am trying to overcome my turn of it after six days. The pain is absolutely the worst part of it and the more I think about it, the more I feel horrible and upset that my little girl had to go a week of being in this pain, and I couldn’t do more for her when she had it. I feel awful knowing she was going through what I’m going through now.

Christmas Eve I was in the hospital for contractions that lasted all day long. By 8pm that night Em was being dropped off with my parents and I was being checked into the hospital. NOT how any mom wants to spend their Christmas Eve. I have a tradition of wrapping all Em’s presents after putting her to bed and watching It’s A Wonderful Life all night. Well this year was very different. Luckily the problem was simple, my fluid levels were intensely low, making me contract. So after a ton of IV fluids were pumped into me, I was cleared to go. It was definitely hard being away for Christmas Eve night, and after the awful day we had from Em not being able to participate in Christmas Eve due to her belly pains, I had a good cry that night. But of course if I hadn’t gone to the hospital, I would have gone into active labor and even more problems would have happened from having the baby too soon.

Besides this awful bug, I’ve also just been an emotional wreck lately. I am currently 36 weeks pregnant, and up until last week, our nursery was still a storage room. We spent the entire week after Christmas cleaning out the room and buying furniture for it. It’s still not perfect, walls aren’t painted and the door needs replacing, it’s nowhere near the Pinterest perfect nursery I’ve been dreaming of. But it’s cleaned out, and made into a very nice, simple nursery that puts my mind at a comforting ease. We finally have all the baby gear we need, all the baby furniture. I’m sure there are going to be more things we will need to pick up here and there after baby boy is here, but all I can say is THANK THE HEAVENS the majority of it is done.

The amount of stress that this relieves is astronomical and I feel like I can breathe and focus on everything else that is going on around me now.

Except now I’m just waiting out this bug, so I can get all the Christmas stuff down and put the past few weeks behind me. My nesting is picking up a lot again, mostly because I’ve been preoccupied and slightly neglected regular housework, but being sick for six days straight and can’t get off the couch has put a major hold on what I’m capable of doing around the house. All I can think about now is wanting the Christmas stuff put away, the house being straightened up, and everything being neat and tidy and ready to go for when the baby comes.

Of course, I just hit 36 weeks, so I should theoretically have a few more weeks to go to get my house in order enough to meet my obnoxiously clean standards. But it’s down to the final count, the final minutes, the finish line is in sight. It’s making me go crazy!


Hello December and Our First Wedding Anniversary

HERE IT IS! My favorite time of the year! I cannot explain to you in words that would describe my deep adoration towards everything about December. My agenda for doing all things Christmas and winter is continuously growing. Not to mention our first wedding anniversary is in three days, our 6th year anniversary, and my birthday is in five days! All my favorite things are all coming up next week!
Also, this little dude reappeared yesterday, smiling and clearly ready to create some mayhem this year too.

It also reminds me that I have no birthday plans what so ever for the first time in my ENTIRE LIFE! I think I’m having a quarter life crisis about this birthday, so I haven’t really felt like planning anything. Hubs also works all weekend. Every weekend in December – therefore I can’t really plan anything. I also can’t plan anything for our anniversary. How lovely that our anniversary falls on a Monday.

How we will be spending our first anniversary – Sending the child off to school, going to my brothers tutoring session, taking care of pets, cleaning house, getting laundry done, doing homework with the child, a fairly average everyday schedule. I was very, VERY, depressed about this at first. Our anniversary plans started out by planning out what we were originally going to do for a honeymoon, but alas those plans didn’t happen either. Then the anniversary plans kept getting smaller, and smaller, until the blunt reality that we just won’t be able to plan anything this year.

But the more I have to think about it, the more I suppose it’s fitting. We have already spent six years together. Six years of living together, taking care of our family together, living…this life…together. We haven’t had an actual get-away romantic weekend whatnot since we first started dating, and I was two months pregnant. The most we’ve done for ourselves as a couple since then was get married on our 5th anniversary. THAT was pretty darn romantic if you ask me.

We married each other to do exactly this for the rest of our lives. We chose to have the normal in and out days of life with each other. And the reason it has worked so well is because we don’t need special get-away weekends. Even though it would be wonderful to have those type of date nights, we don’t really need them. We make every day with each other special. And that sounds totally cheesy and unrealistic, but that’s just how it works for us. I don’t mean he is always bringing me a bouquet of roses and I’m cooking him steaks every night while he massages my feet. I just mean we have special moments every day, solely to remind each other how much we appreciate and love each other.

Of course there are the hard days, the days where we are just tired, or stressed out and need a break. But never a break from each other. Every day, no matter what, we always laugh, we always smile, we always joke around and pay with each other. We hug, kiss, say I love you, just enough to know we mean it. Just enough to know that every day, every moment that we chose to be together is special.

Yes, it’s going to be our first anniversary, but we don’t need all the bling and fireworks to make it special. It’s already special because we spent yet another year perfectly happy together doing the simplest of simple together. We are happy just living a normal simple life together. THAT is something special. The rest is just extra.

Happy December