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Rested for the Holidays

I may or  may not have been feeling a bit sorry for myself with my last ‘I don’t feel like writing’ post, but that is over and done with and I’m back. And I’m full of gusto. Mostly because I feel like Maggie is finally back to herself, making demands and bossing the rest of us around like we’re HER people.  I guess we ARE her people, but still, nobody likes to be bossed around.

We were in A-Town for a few days visiting folks and I was slated to work yesterday, but since Maggie was sick I opted to stay with her and not work. Even though she slept most of the day, I’m really glad that I was able to be there to comfort her when she was awake. It would have been asking a lot of my mom to watch her and I would have been useless at work.

We’ve been on the go since before Thanksgiving, I think it really knocked Maggie out not being able to fully commit to her naps, etc. It was a huge, huge reminder to me how important it is for all of us, not just Maggie, to make sure we’re getting good sleep and eating well during this busy time of year. I’m going to do everything I can to avoid being sick or having a sick family.

Last weekend (seriously 2 days after Thanksgiving) we decided to get our tree and decorate for Christmas. On that same day we decided to rearrange some furniture and paint our guest bedroom….our house looked like a total disaster sprinkled with a bit of Christmas cheer.

But now we’ve got our mistletoe hung and our tree is sassy and fat looking, I’m pumped. We’ve had trees in the past, but they’ve always been really sad Charlie Brown trees.  This tree is fluffy and smells up our whole house, I’m in love.

Our next task?

Hang the outside lights!!!!

Welcome, December!!!

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Full Moments

Last week while I was at work Maggie and Sydney went up and spent the night at my parent’s house. I got to go up the next day after working a half day and tag along with their adventures.  My mom planted some bulbs and it took about half a second before Maggie was right next to her assisting.

My mom is such a garden whiz, I’m envious. She makes planting 75 bulbs seem like a walk in the park, where if I were to be faced with the task, I’d feel overwhelmed. Someday I’ll be a better gardener, right? I love that Maggie doesn’t hesitate to get her hands dirty and try and figure out what she can do for help. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I think my child’s thumb is greener than my own.

 

Green thumbs aside, I listened to my parents and Maggie head out the door the next morning to go get the morning paper. I shuffled about the house before finding my shoes to catch up with them, because walking the length of my parent’s driveway is soothing to me. It is the perfect length of a walk to carry a warm cup of tea and still get to the mailbox with a sip left. It is also the perfect length to remind me of where I came from. It is the perfect length to have conversations that sometimes get interrupted, ignored or forgotten.

It makes me happy to think about Maggie already helping to work in the garden with my mom and pick blackberries along the driveway with my dad. Isn’t that just what life is about? Those moments that flash by and can be gone if you don’t take notice. We’re working hard to slow down and notice those moments, those life-filled moments.

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Maggie and Taggart