Tuesday, November 25, 2014


I am thankful for my family: the one I grew up with, the one I partnered into, and the one we're making together.

I am thankful that I had the exact birth I planned... Well, I didn't plan too much, so let me just say I am extremely thankful that I was able to give birth at home, relatively quickly and relatively painlessly, with no complications.

I am thankful for my boy. It's corny, but true: we finish each others' sentences, we think the same things at the same moments, we are each others' cheerleaders, we help each other through every day and through problems...I couldn't dream of anyone better.

I am thankful for my baby. He is such a joy, even when he's fussy and inconsolable. I miss him if we're apart for an hour, even if I'm just in another room working. I watch him sleep before I go to bed each night, and when I tuck myself in I'm excited to see his smiling face in the morning. He is growing in leaps and bounds, and I'm trying to savor every bit of baby-ness I can, because he's becoming a boy.

I am thankful that I get to take time off to be home with my baby. I couldn't imagine going back to work at six weeks, or even three months. Hell, I can't imagine going back now! I just feel so grateful that everything worked out as it did, and I have the freedom to stay home now.

I am thankful that I got to travel. I know having a baby doesn't totally change my life, but I'm glad I got things "out of my system" so I can have no regrets now. I traveled fairly extensively, and had money set aside to travel more, but I was just... done with it. So now I get to live on that money now, and I'm so glad. If I had used it all up before, I wouldn't be here now, and I probably would regret that. Any traveling I do from now on can include my little one, and I'm excited to show him the world.

I am thankful that I'm finally getting the degree I've always wanted. This is paving the way for me to get the career I've always wanted. It's taken over ten years and several different degrees and career paths to get here, but it was all worth it, and it's making me value grad school that much more.

I am thankful that I live close to family. I was 13 hours away from my parents for a year, and my brother was 13 hours away - in a totally different direction! Now we've both come back and get to see each other fairly often, and our kids are already so close; I never knew how happy that makes me.

I am thankful for my friends, because I have the best ones. Whether they are near or far, whether we talk all the time or check in periodically... I don't know what I'd do without them.

I am thankful

     I am thankful

          I am thankful.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The end of the semester approacheth.

I keep having great ideas for great posts for this blog. I make note of them so I don't forget. On Mondays, while I sit at my desk doing schoolwork, I mark on my calendar that I need to write a post the next day. Then I blink my eyes and it's Tuesday night, and I don't really want to write about any of my post ideas because they're in-depth and it's already nighttime and I'd rather play with my baby and read a bit for fun. But I hate the idea of missing a post just because I'm lazy. So you get this. Which is... slightly less lazy.

Life is good. Life is filled with family time and (thanks to the semester winding down and my group getting a jump-start on our final project), a little bit of down time. I have been reading books for fun. More this month than I've read since... March? I have been cooking and baking. My best friend and her mom came in town last weekend to meet the baby, and it was so great to socialize and laugh until I almost peed myself.

It got cold outside, abruptly, and I love wearing sweaters and bundling up my babe. I love thinking about traditions we'll be starting with the upcoming holidays. I love that I'm confident about the future - of my family, of my career, in general. It's going to be a pretty exciting winter.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014


One year ago yesterday, THIS and THIS happened.

Yesterday, THIS happened:

We cooked a delicious dinner together. I hugged him while he read his
proposal to me again. And I might have cried, just like I did a year ago.

We've been through so much, grown so much, become so strong. I'm not ashamed to
admit that I've forgotten that quite a few times over the past year. But we've pushed
through, overcoming more in a year than many couples might ever tackle, and there
is no one else I would rather have by my side through all of that, and more.

I'm so excited that I get to hear that proposal year after year after year.