This last month was a complete blur. I just realized that I have posted only two other times this month and this third time on the last day of the month, with just about an hour left. Perhaps I should make a New Year’s Resolution of posting more regularly. It’s not that I don’t want too,

rather I am always thinking of all the stories that I need to share. It’s just that some months, life gets the best of you and December was one of those months for me. From the time Thanksgiving hit, the next several weeks were frantic with decorating for Christmas, parties, shopping, baking, and holiday outings to see a play (Peter Pan), Christmas in the Park and Fantasy of Lights. And the many, many, many evening drives around the neighborhood to look at the festive holiday lights. And let’s not forget our usual schedule of school, dance, therapy sessions and an extremely busy husband whose bum got pretty tired of sitting on a plane. In a matter of two weeks, he was in four different time-zones and I don’t mean the four in the United States. I am not sure how he does it or how he keeps it together, as from the moment he walks in the door, he is attacked by two little girls who don’t leave his side, not even for a nap. And of course, I take full advantage of it and try to sleep a little more. I truly admire and respect my husband, for not once have I ever heard a complaint about not getting that much-needed nap.
Our annual tradition of cutting down our Christmas Tree
All dressed up for the theater
Despite the craziness, December was good overall and we were truly blessed at Christmas. The girls each performed in their school’s Christmas performance. Both were one of the loudest in their class, singing their hearts out. I was extremely proud of Vanessa for sitting up on the stage with her class and singing her heart out. She remembered most of the words and sang them mostly at the appropriate times. Santa visited after each performance, which meant that they were lucky to have two visits with him this year. During the first visit, rather than ask for her favorite toys, Katelyn decided to have a conversation with Santa about his reindeers and where they were when he was inside visiting with the children. Santa did a great job of playing along with a very inquisitive four-year-old. Vanessa was just stunned that she was sitting on his lap, so didn’t say a word. By the time the second visit came, Katelyn realized that this was her opportunity to ask for those special things on her list.


We were able to see a lot of family this year and the girls were loved on by many. It was interesting to watch the differences between the girls in how they act during this time of year. And granted, some of it is age differences, but some of it is just personality differences. For example, Vanessa would take her time opening a present, ripping at little paper as possible. Katelyn would be handed the gift and within 15 seconds, had the entire gift unwrapped and was working on opening the box too. And Vanessa would have been satisfied with just one or two gifts, but Katelyn loved the (what seemed like an endless supply of) gifts. However what was special this year was realizing how much Katelyn is really starting to understand why we have Christmas, what we are truly celebrating and the true meaning of this holiday.

All smiles for Santa
December was a big month for Bill and me, as we took the plunge and bought some new furniture. Except for a crib and a dresser five years ago when Katelyn was born, we have not bought much new furniture. It was always something we wanted to do, yet never was high on our priority list. But the day finally came when, after sitting on our old couch, we both decided that we needed to take the next step. You know when you sit on the couch and you end up just a foot off of the ground…it’s time to invest in something new. Most of the furniture we have in our home was given to us, and many years old at that time. Our couch, for instance, was at least 15 years old (according to Bill 10, according to me 20…so 15 is a compromise) and we have had it almost 10 years ourselves. It was old and falling apart. We are very excited with our new purchases and are enjoying rearranging that room and feeling good about the way it is all coming together.

Christmas Morning
The days since Christmas have been spent at home…which is rather odd since it is not often that all four of us are home for more than a day together. Bill has spent the mornings playing with the girls while I sleep in a bit. We made our to-do list of projects we wanted to accomplish around here and have been working furiously to cross out as many of them as possible before we head back to our “normal” lives next week. And even though the baby is not due for a few more months, we are starting to clean out the bedroom, which leads us to do several other projects first. Sometimes, I feel like a dog chasing his own tail, because in order to finish one project, you have to do something else, and do something else and do something else. Slowly, but surly, we are making progress however.
As for baby news…I am 20 weeks and sporting a bump. The nausea has subsided for the most part, but the headaches are still there. About two weeks before Christmas, I was able to start feeling the baby move inside. And just in the last few days, the movements have become much stronger to the point where I think I have begun to feel them on the outside. But because the kicks/movements are so strong on the inside, sometimes I think my mind is playing games with me and I am not really feeling them on the outside, but sense that I do only because I can feel them strongly inside. Make sense? Regardless, the baby is healthy and growing.
And so here I sit on the eve of a new year, not at some fancy party, not dressed up, not sipping a tasty beverage. But rather, at home with my husband listening to the peace and quiet of two sleeping princesses, wearing pj and drinking ice-cold water. No, we are not relaxing on the new couch, but reorganizing the desk and rewiring the computer. We live an exciting life, don’t we?