Whew. This is an insane month. Can I get an Amen!?
Exactly 8 years ago right now (at 8:13 am), I began the torturous, yet impossibly joyful and rewarding task of pushing my first child out of the safe warm place he'd known as home...and into this world of ours. After hours of (foolishly) medication free torture (which included me bawling my eyes out because I was CERTAIN that I was dying and I was just so sad for my poor husband), my baby boy was born.
Eight years later, here I am. Again, huffing and puffing, trying to get everything done that is required/expected/hoped for/planned. It's a tough job, this mama thing!
So today I'm entering the last leg of this marathon month. Sammy's class this morning, leave preschool early so I can grab the cupcakes I made last night and dash off to Ben's school in time to eat lunch with him, cupcakes for the class, volunteer in Ben's class for the afternoon, come home for gifts and a birthday dinner of grilled cheese, tomato soup, and milk shakes...bless his heart! I'm hoping to wrap up my Christmas shopping in the next couple of days, make candy and cookies and shortbread, make some notecards for gifts, go to a couple of Christmas parties, finish putting the lights up outside, deliver the last of my photo orders, get a couple of galleries on line, have the windshield replaced (it has a 3 foot long crack in it right now), and....and...there's something else, I know it. I just can't think of it right now.