It really does end up being quite a few hair cuts between blogs. Was reminded of this as a friend of mine recently posted a new blog in which she talked about her birthing experiences. It was really beautiful and inspiring. I only seem to blog the innate ramblings of my simple mind. Definitely not as eloquent.
Quick update on the fam. Jonah boy is 2, is toilet training (ugh, hate this necessary evil) and talks ALOT. He is very sweet. People often tell me how gorgeous they think he is and how funny his voice is and the way he runs is so cute. It's more shoulders and arms then legs. I have to agree with them. He is awesome.
My beautiful Nevie girl is at Kindy this year. She is loving it. Can't believe how quickly she is growing up. She loves to sing Let it Go from the movie frozen. She loves to hear adventure stories before she goes to sleep. She is a very skilled negotiator if she is trying to talk someone into her way of thinking. She hates all her shoes and we argue every time she needs to put something on her feet in order to leave the house. We also clash over doing her hair. Im so proud of her. She is amazing. I'm sad that I spend less and less one on one time with her and that the shift away from me being her whole world is already well and truly underway.
Jake is the most patient and loving man on the planet to put up with me on a daily basis. It can be a struggle to find time to be together that doesn't involve discussing parenting issues, managing the house and relaying upcoming commitments noted on the calendar. The daily grind makes me forget sometimes to stop and actually look at the incredible man he is and realise how deeply I love him and how lost I'd be with out him. He works so hard to provide for our family. Too hard sometimes and we miss out on actually spending time with him. I love the way his eyes light up when he's playing with Neve and Jonah, you can see how much they melt him, which in turn melts me.
I am busy trying to balance commitments right now. Currently I'm working, studying, serving at church and most importantly raising a young family. I feel as though whatever I am currently doing is keeping me away from doing something that is equally pressing. Jake helps me through my neurotic worrying and tries to keep me positive and on task. I'm very grateful to him for this. I know it must be tiring talking me through the trantrum of " its all too much!" and "I'm failing at everything" as I get a small taste of being in his shoes when Neve loses it. Its a very good thing he loves me. I hope I never forget how lucky I am that he does.
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