Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Dear 2014...

Someone once told me that the clock doesn't start ticking until you have children. This year, more than any other, I have felt the truth of this statement with what can only be described as an ache in the pit of my stomach. I have watched my children grow with a mix of pure amazement and a tinge of sadness as I realise my days are numbered.

I hope that the number of those days is very, very high, but whether I live to old age or not, my children are growing up at lightening speed and will be independent adults before I know it.

It actually feels like yesterday that I was a toddler. I have some patchy memories from that time, that crop up in my consciousness every so often. And now here I am, with a just-turned-two-year-old of my own and a little lady who was tucked up in my tummy just moments ago and is now a thriving baby. She knows too much already and I'm half expecting her little mouth to open and utter the words "mum, get a grip!" any day now.

It's not just the kids. I've realised that milestones I've looked forward to my whole life have now been checked off the bucket list, and are no longer moments to enjoy in the future but part of my past. It has been a particularly busy year this year, and I don't mean to sound morbid, but is it too much to ask for time to stand still for just a moment while I soak all of this in?!

I'm actually really proud of all our little family has achieved in 2013. We've moved country, bought our first house, welcomed another perfect addition to the clan, taken a few trips, witnessed first steps & words in the older little person, and rounded everything off with Christmas and a 2nd birthday party. It's no wonder we're all slightly exhausted.

Contentment, joy, luck and blessed are all words that spring to mind when I think of how I'd describe my year. So, after so many milestones and action in 2013, what do I want for 2014? Well, I want time to slow down. I want to worry less about the housework and more about the moments being created in my house; I want to think less about what others are doing or thinking, and more about how I can be a better person to the people that matter most to me; most of all, I want to enjoy the present because I just don't know what the future brings, nor do I want to.

What are your hopes and dreams for 2014? Do you have any New Years resolutions? I hope you all have a safe and happy celebration tonight, and wish you all the best for 2014. Thanks for sticking with me this year; see you on the flip side Latte Mums. x

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

New beginnings

My letters must have been received, as not shortly after my last posts were published (this one and this one) a little baby girl entered our lives. She is delicious and perfect in every single way (says her slightly obsessed mother, daddy and big brother), and has turned our little trio into a true family.

Perfect poppets
Christmas has now truly descended on our house. We have a real Christmas tree adorned with suitably inappropriate decorations for toddlers, an endless supply of Christmas mince pies, personalised stockings above the fire, carols on repeat and a hilariously embarrassing Santa photo on the mantle. I have a ridiculous amount to be thankful for this year, and wish I could just bottle these heart flutters so I could feel this way forever.

But with the silly season upon us, a little man's 2nd birthday party to organise, a pretty little newborn to care for, an semi-immobile husband thanks to a slipped disc in his back (with pain worse than labour, I've been told), and the mountain of cooking, washing and bathtimes resting on my shoulders, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't exhausted, overwhelmed and slightly emotional. In particular, I had forgotten how much of an ordeal pregnancy, labour and caring for another little life is - on both body and soul. Note: I wanted to put this in black and white to refer to when I forget how hard it all is and decide I need another little one to care for! Tell me, what's your secret to surviving at this time of year?

Five weeks into it and things are starting to settle into a daily rhythm, but I still feel myself looking forward to a time when both children are a bit bigger and more independent. It's one of my worst traits - dwelling on the past or daydreaming about the future - I hate to think how many moments I've missed by not always being in the present. Well at least I've already decided what my New Years resolution is going to be.

I hope to find a spare moment to write again soon, but in the meantime, from my family to yours I want to wish you all a wonderful Christmas and best wishes for a great year ahead. Try and wrap some extra love to put under the tree this year, and toast to all your good fortune!