Any parent knows nearly all days with a toddler are challenging, to say the least. Lately, we deal with a lot of tantrums. There are diaper change fights, nap fights, bedtime fights. There is also food refusal, lots of curiosity, an independent attitude, and the frequent testing of limits from Noah.
It's no secret that Christmas, like most other holidays, has become completely commercialized. The vast majority of us, myself included, get so caught up in gift giving, and receiving. We end up broke, frazzled, grumpy...and we miss out on all the wonder of Christmastime.
It's a new season. And no, I'm not just talking about Fall.
I can remember the days when bar pictures and party night shenanigans flooded my newsfeed every weekend. I can remember that hangover feeling myself - the sure sign that a fun time was had. At that time in our lives, that was really living!
Over the weekend I noticed things have changed. No longer does a hangover signify a fun weekend. Rather, a tuckered out, chubby-cheeked little fella, who experienced a candy bar (with hints of chocolate still in the corners of his mouth) and played in the leaves for the very first time = a full heart for this mama.
I can remember the days when bar pictures and party night shenanigans flooded my newsfeed every weekend. I can remember that hangover feeling myself - the sure sign that a fun time was had. At that time in our lives, that was really living!
Over the weekend I noticed things have changed. No longer does a hangover signify a fun weekend. Rather, a tuckered out, chubby-cheeked little fella, who experienced a candy bar (with hints of chocolate still in the corners of his mouth) and played in the leaves for the very first time = a full heart for this mama.
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