And I am not one bit sad about it! Now, don't get me wrong...I LOVE Christmas. I love everything about it, ESPECIALLY my two weeks off of work! I love spending time with my children and our families. I love seeing our babies enjoy the magic of Santa. I love teaching my son (and soon my daughter) about the true meaning of the holiday. I enjoyed Christmas Eve Candlight service at Matt's parents' church. I love staying in my jammies all day long! I Love Christmas.
I also love getting back to a routine. I love feeling productive and yes, I love my job. I love hearing stories from Mason about school. Okay, so I don't love the homework time but I do love seeing my son learn. He's reading. My baby boy can READ! I don't just mean, "cat, hat and bat"...I mean "always" and "change!" My baby girl is saying "because!" What?! Oh and did I mention that she is sleeping in a big girl bed? She took a nap in her big girl bed last weekend. Last night she asked to sleep in her big girl bed so I let her go to sleep and then (chickened out) and moved her to her crib. As I type, she is asleep in her big girl bed. I am trying to leave her there but I'm not promising anything! I catch myself wanting to baby her. I don't want her to grow up. I'm not ready for the baby stuff to be over! Sure, it will be nice when she's potty trained and there's a lot to be said about all of the other self help skills but this is the last one. I won't get this again until I have (hopefully) grandbabies which I hope is at least 20 years down the road. Here's my baby girl in her big girl bed!
