It’s late and it’s been a longish day, but I just got home from choir not long ago and wanted to just say that I am LOVING it. It’s long and tiring but I don’t think I realized just how much I have missed music in my life. I love to sing. I love it. It honestly brings me so much joy. I don’t know if listening to me brings anyone joy, but I enjoy it. (ha) Our Christmas performance is next week and I’m really excited. The music our director chose this year is gorgeous and it seriously makes me emotional. We are singing this beautiful arrangement of Silent…

Last night I told you all about our lovely, lovely experience seeing Santa this year. The kids are still talking about it. I love hearing them talk about what they are hoping to get from Santa in reverent, hushed tones. We already have the Barbie house S has her heart set on tucked away in the basement. She has wanted one for ages and M found one on an amazing deal after Christmas last year. He may or may not be as excited as she is, because it is finally, finally out of the garage. P is easy as he doesn’t really have a “great love” yet. He likes dinosaurs,…

My wifi has somehow blocked WordPress and won’t let me access it. I can get it on my phone, but not my computer which is mildly frustrating. So, here I am, attempting to get a post out to you with two fingers on my phone instead of my lovely, lovely laptop. I need my tech savvy handsome husband to figure it out for me… but he’s upstairs reading and I don’t want to drag him away. So I’ll think about that tomorrow. I feel like this whole day just got away from me. It was a really good day, just totally non stop. I kept the kids home from school…

A picture came up in my Timehop app today. It was the first post I made last year committing to going off sugar and trying to live a healthier lifestyle. It’s just a shot of me in a semi fitted shirt and skirt before heading out to church. I remember how I felt that day. I remember really looking at myself that morning– looking at how much my body has changed since having kids; looking at the parts I loved, and the parts I didn’t love quite as much. I remember feeling ready to do something about it. I feel very much the same way now. I did really well…

P had a bit of a night last night. I heard him start stirring right around 3am. As I heard him start to whimper softly, I eased out of the warmth of my bed into the cold as I crept down the hallway to his room. He heard me come in, and without even opening his eyes he just opened his arms wide and waited for me to fill them. His crying eased as I folded myself over his little toddler bed, and after a while he was content to just have me sit near him while he fell back asleep. I think he must have had a bad dream…