Wasn't the world supposed to end 11 years ago? Boy am I glad it didn't.
There are a lot of New Years resolution posts circulating the blog world. In the past, I've never been much of a resolution person. When I was in high school I'd make a resolution (or ten) for something impossibly attainable for no reason other than to make a resolution because everyone else was. It's been years since I've made one.
There's something about being a mom that changes you. Not in a "I gave birth to a baby, and my new name is Mom" kind of a way. We're talking alters you to the core kind of a change. I want to BE better. I want to LIVE better. I have a big reason to do everything better. Well, two. Which added together equal one family.
In the spirit of being better, I've (we've) decided to make a few resolutions this year. And I use "resolutions" loosely. These are more like goals. I won't hate myself if I haven't achieved them in 365. These are aspirations of being BETTER. For him, him, and Him. Oh, and for me.
Family goal:
No fast food for a year. We eat fast food about once a month, so this shouldn't be too hard. The point of this for us is to make ourselves choose healthy, more real options, even when we're in a hurry. I want fast food to be a MAJOR treat for Liam, not something we grab every Saturday when we're out running errands.
Personal goals:
Make taking care of myself a priority. I haven't been exercising. I have been eating all that well. I haven't been taking time to just see and be, read a book, just tune out. I haven't gone shopping for clothes that fit me and make me feel good. As much as I want to spend every waking second in my son's presence, I HAVE to do things for myself. For both of our sakes. Also, I miss running. But I miss RUNNING. Not this Couch to 5K crap I have to do right now. But to get back to the running I love, I have to get through the first weeks of getting back into shape. I also need to get a REALLY good sports bra. I'm thinking the Ta Ta Tamer.
Take more pictures of our life and make sure that I'm in them. I'm one of those people who loves to take pictures when we're home, but I forget to take pictures when we're with family or out doing something fun. Since I'm always taking pictures, I'm rarely in them. I don't want to look-back in 18 years and realize that I was in five pictures a year.
Find a church home. We want to find our "fit." Somewhere look forward to going every weekend. Part of this goal is to also get in the church habit. I want my son to grow-up going to church, participating in Sunday school, and kids choir. Those are some of my fondest memories from my childhood.
Make new friends. Making new friends is hard for me. I'm a naturally shy person. But we don't know many people with kids, and we want play dates and sleep overs (not for us, Silly, for Liam).
Blog more. I miss my blog. Just saying that makes me feel sad. It has been a source of such joy for me since it's inception (good movie, by the way). But it's hard to make time for it when you have a household to run, a family to feed, a job, and two great guys to spend time with. This goal will be hardest over the next three and a half months (during busy season), but hopefully I can do it. Even if I just do a picture dump. Or bullet points about our week.
Husband's goal:
Take more pictures. For Husband, life gets in the way of taking pictures every day. It's his passion, so this year he decided to make it a priority.
Do you think the Big Guy would be willing to add a few extra hours to every day? I'll let you know what he says.
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Some Cool People Visited and I Got Showered
I had been counting down to last weekend for MONTHS. Now it's done and gone. Mega sad face. But it was a total blast.
Kerry and Caroline came to visit. We shopped and ate. It was divine. They got to see the nursery. They also tagged-along to the hospital for a tour and Kerry was my wingwoman for a pre-natal with a pediatrician (and she was a stellar wingwoman). The pre-admin nurse at HDH offered to give me a quickie tour since the official hospital tours fill-up three months in advance (which would have been nice to know!). So Jessica (SIL), Kerry, Caroline, and I went to the hospital bright and early Friday morning. Debra, pre-admin nurse, was AWESOME. She ended-up spending 30+ minutes with us. We saw everything. The L&D rooms. The postpartum rooms. The lobbies. The nurseries (CUTE CUTE CUTE babies were inside). I bet our impromptu tour kicked the official tour's butt! The L&D rooms were all remodeled within the past year, and they were beautiful. And really spacious. I was pleasantly surprised. I mean, they were HUGE. Being the planner that I am, seeing the hospital really made me feel more comfortable. And it was fun for K & C to see where I would be delivering, since they won't be able to visit until a while after L Bean's birth.
Saturday I got showered. A big thank you to Natalie, my mom, and Jessica for putting together such a great event. It was perfect. Josh and I are so blessed to have some amazing and generous friends and family. Here are some pictures of the shower:
Caroline took pictures while I opened gifts. Here is the one and ONLY picture where I'm making a semi-normal face:
And because I was literally laughing out-loud when I looked through the pictures, here are the many faces of opening baby gifts:
We unloaded our bounty (just for you, Caroline!) at home; and because I'm crazy, I did show-and-tell with Husband, and then we immediately unpacked, organized, broke-down boxes, and threw clothes in the laundry. L Bean's room looks ready now. Not so staged and perfect. It looks lived-in. Or at least ready to be lived-in.
On Sunday, K, C, Husband, and I went to a church that Husband and I had been too chicken to visit ourselves. It's a lot like the church K, C, and family attend in Michigan. It's big. It's loud. It's contemporary. The first time I attended a church like this, I must admit, I was completely intimidated. But now it's where I feel the most at home. Church doesn't have to be stuffy and boring. It doesn't require ties and tights. Kerry made good on her promise and shook lots of hands and kissed lots of babies (her words). Overall, we enjoyed the experience and plan to go back this weekend. On the way home, we were rear-ended. It was minor, but an accident all the same. We pulled-off the road and assessed the damage. It turns-out that the guy was coming from church, the very church we just visited. We couldn't help but laugh. He felt terrible and was completely embarrassed. And he really lost it when I stepped-out of the car, and realized that I was pregnant. Accidents are an inconvenience to all involved, but at least the guy was really nice and we had a good laugh with him. And everyone was A-okay and safe. Although, I definitely did obsess over EVERY little thing my body did for the next few hours.
The weekend passed entirely too quickly. Before I knew it, the shower was over and Kerry and Caroline were leaving. I napped like a champion Sunday afternoon. No baking was done (shock and awe!). No cleaning was done. No laundry was done. But it was the BEST weekend.
Kerry and Caroline came to visit. We shopped and ate. It was divine. They got to see the nursery. They also tagged-along to the hospital for a tour and Kerry was my wingwoman for a pre-natal with a pediatrician (and she was a stellar wingwoman). The pre-admin nurse at HDH offered to give me a quickie tour since the official hospital tours fill-up three months in advance (which would have been nice to know!). So Jessica (SIL), Kerry, Caroline, and I went to the hospital bright and early Friday morning. Debra, pre-admin nurse, was AWESOME. She ended-up spending 30+ minutes with us. We saw everything. The L&D rooms. The postpartum rooms. The lobbies. The nurseries (CUTE CUTE CUTE babies were inside). I bet our impromptu tour kicked the official tour's butt! The L&D rooms were all remodeled within the past year, and they were beautiful. And really spacious. I was pleasantly surprised. I mean, they were HUGE. Being the planner that I am, seeing the hospital really made me feel more comfortable. And it was fun for K & C to see where I would be delivering, since they won't be able to visit until a while after L Bean's birth.
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| Kerry |
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| Caroline |
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| Jessica |
Saturday I got showered. A big thank you to Natalie, my mom, and Jessica for putting together such a great event. It was perfect. Josh and I are so blessed to have some amazing and generous friends and family. Here are some pictures of the shower:
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| My sweet cousin Megan. Seriously, how cute is she?!? |
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| Maggie came! The shower date was 7 days before her due date. Such a trooper. |
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| Red velvet cake, my favorite! |
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| Some of the coolest women I know. |
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| Thank you, Natalie!!! |
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| Ella and Megan helped me open gifts. |
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| I don't think I've ever used the word "cute" so much in my life. |
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| I think this one if my favorite. This face makes me think of the smell of Husband's farts on one of his good days. |
On Sunday, K, C, Husband, and I went to a church that Husband and I had been too chicken to visit ourselves. It's a lot like the church K, C, and family attend in Michigan. It's big. It's loud. It's contemporary. The first time I attended a church like this, I must admit, I was completely intimidated. But now it's where I feel the most at home. Church doesn't have to be stuffy and boring. It doesn't require ties and tights. Kerry made good on her promise and shook lots of hands and kissed lots of babies (her words). Overall, we enjoyed the experience and plan to go back this weekend. On the way home, we were rear-ended. It was minor, but an accident all the same. We pulled-off the road and assessed the damage. It turns-out that the guy was coming from church, the very church we just visited. We couldn't help but laugh. He felt terrible and was completely embarrassed. And he really lost it when I stepped-out of the car, and realized that I was pregnant. Accidents are an inconvenience to all involved, but at least the guy was really nice and we had a good laugh with him. And everyone was A-okay and safe. Although, I definitely did obsess over EVERY little thing my body did for the next few hours.
The weekend passed entirely too quickly. Before I knew it, the shower was over and Kerry and Caroline were leaving. I napped like a champion Sunday afternoon. No baking was done (shock and awe!). No cleaning was done. No laundry was done. But it was the BEST weekend.
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