I am in the process of making a list of the things I want for 2008. Some of them are material things, others are spiritual things for myself. I really believe that 2008 needs to be the year of change for me. It needs to be a year that gets me moving toward exactly what I want for myself and my family.
I don’t want to think of my list as a bunch of resolutions because I never keep those. I am trying to think of them as goals in the hopes that I can revisit the list next December and see that I have made some true progress. Maybe this approach will work. All I know is that I am tired of ‘making lists’ and never getting around to crossing things off. Let’s hope that changes.
Resolutions…or goals?
Resolutions…or goals?
I am in the process of making a list of the things I want for 2008. Some of them are material things, others are spiritual things for myself. I really believe that 2008 needs to be the year of change for me. It needs to be a year that gets me moving toward exactly what I want for myself and my family.
I don’t want to think of my list as a bunch of resolutions because I never keep those. I am trying to think of them as goals in the hopes that I can revisit the list next December and see that I have made some true progress. Maybe this approach will work. All I know is that I am tired of ‘making lists’ and never getting around to crossing things off. Let’s hope that changes.
Two Weeks Ago…
On December 10th I gave birth to a baby girl. This is my third child, so much of the experience is similar to what it was the other two times. There was, however, something different about this experience. I feel in love immediately with my new daughter as I did when my other two were born. This is the first time I have felt in my heart that our family is complete. I was meant to have the exact three children that God gave me. This was a new feeling for me.
I think because this is our last baby I have finally achieved the ‘calm’ state of being a mommy. I don’t find myself frustrated over lack of sleep. I am no long stressing over my success (or lack of) with breastfeeding. I am trying to enjoy every moment of this perfect little creature because I will not have them anymore. What I will continue to have is a heart that bursts and breaks with every smile and tear because it is so full of love. My cup definitely runneth over!
Two Weeks Ago…
On December 10th I gave birth to a baby girl. This is my third child, so much of the experience is similar to what it was the other two times. There was, however, something different about this experience. I feel in love immediately with my new daughter as I did when my other two were born. This is the first time I have felt in my heart that our family is complete. I was meant to have the exact three children that God gave me. This was a new feeling for me.
I think because this is our last baby I have finally achieved the ‘calm’ state of being a mommy. I don’t find myself frustrated over lack of sleep. I am no long stressing over my success (or lack of) with breastfeeding. I am trying to enjoy every moment of this perfect little creature because I will not have them anymore. What I will continue to have is a heart that bursts and breaks with every smile and tear because it is so full of love. My cup definitely runneth over!
The quiet in the morning
Lately, I can’t sleep. I’m convinced it’s due to the fact that I am nine months pregnant and can’t seem to be comfortable in any position. I finally decided to get out of bed early this morning because I was tired to just staring at the ceiling. I got up quietly and hoped that the rest of the house stayed asleep. I made the coffee, let the dog out, and plugged in the Christmas tree. I grabbed a blanket and sat down on the couch with that first cup of coffee that I love so much! It felt peaceful. The house was quiet. No TV, no cell phones, no kids, no chaos. It was silent…and it was just what I needed. I just watched the tree for a bit and thought about my day. I needed that time to clear my head and just breathe. I heard my two year old little boy get out of bed and I immediately thought about the craziness that was about to begin. Nope. He came out of his room, said hello to me, and crawled right up on the couch and put his head on my shoulder. He sat there for quite a while and just enjoyed the silence with me. Maybe he needed it too…
The quiet in the morning
Lately, I can’t sleep. I’m convinced it’s due to the fact that I am nine months pregnant and can’t seem to be comfortable in any position. I finally decided to get out of bed early this morning because I was tired to just staring at the ceiling. I got up quietly and hoped that the rest of the house stayed asleep. I made the coffee, let the dog out, and plugged in the Christmas tree. I grabbed a blanket and sat down on the couch with that first cup of coffee that I love so much! It felt peaceful. The house was quiet. No TV, no cell phones, no kids, no chaos. It was silent…and it was just what I needed. I just watched the tree for a bit and thought about my day. I needed that time to clear my head and just breathe. I heard my two year old little boy get out of bed and I immediately thought about the craziness that was about to begin. Nope. He came out of his room, said hello to me, and crawled right up on the couch and put his head on my shoulder. He sat there for quite a while and just enjoyed the silence with me. Maybe he needed it too…




