Life has been busy. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way, but being pregnant and busy and having an almost 3 year old is just nuts.
Thus, I've given up a few of my "dreams" of the perfect Christmas and just decided to slow down and enjoy these moments with my husband and baby girl. After the unimaginable happened last week in Connecticut, I literally cry every day when I grieve for those families who don't have the opportunity to just slow down and enjoy this season with their families. Then I feel so much guilt for having what I have and sometimes complaining.
So right now, there are no wrapped presents beneath my tree, there are 2039486 toys scattered throughout my house (Addie is a hoarder), I just finished mailing my Christmas cards today, I still have gifts to buy, and the laundry is clean but I canNOT find it in me to fold it and put it away... but--despite all of those things--I am content. I have a Jesus who loves me, a husband who loves me, a little girl who thinks I hung the moon, a baby girl growing and kicking inside of me, a roof over my head, a grandfather who is getting stronger day by day, and a family and many friends are more supportive and understanding of my crazy hormones ever-changing moods these days. How can I not be thankful?
Here are just a few pictures from the past few weeks:
My girl holding a picture of my other girl... love those little dainty fingers!
This picture makes me smile!
Adorable.
