Its Over

Yes, Christmas is over. Now back to your regularly scheduled program. I'm glad to be back to my regular routine. Scott was home for the better part of two weeks and it was a nice break for me to have him home.

However, our tree is still up, and the presents have yet to be put away, and neither are any of our decorations. I guess it'll still be Christmas in my house for at least another two weeks, cause we won't be home this weekend, and I can't get the stuff out of the attic (storage boxes, etc.) by myself to start the clean up process (oh shucks!).

I love Christmas and all its hullabaloo. However, this year I was extremely stressed by it all. Shopping with two children was not fun and I avoided it. I did score a coupon for free grocery delivery from Acme, which I totally cashed in on, and it rocked! I wish I could justify spending the extra cash for the delivery fee and the incredibly high prices of Acme all the time. But anyway, I vow to be more organized next year for Christmas so I can spend more time teaching and experiencing the true meaning of Christmas with my kiddos. I felt like I missed so many opportunities to teach Q about Christmas because I was too focused on the whole present buying and cooking/baking aspect (which really shouldn't be, should it...it's all self-imposed stressed, I know).

Oh and the dreaded New Years eve wasn't horrible. We borrowed my mom's new Wii fit and played all night. It was actually a lot of fun. Q loved it a little too much and I'm so glad we decided not to buy one for ourselves as a family gift. He was relentlessly begging to play anytime he wasn't playing it, and I don't need another battle w/ this 3 year old. Plus, I don't think 3 year olds should be regularly playing video games. He already begs me to watch T.V., and play on the Internet (which he calls "checking his email"). These are things I don't love that he does, but they give me something for him to do when I need to make a phone call or dinner in peace.

So now that the holidays are officially over, I have so many high hopes for a new year. I'm not calling them resolutions. Just hopeful that I will finally get what it is to be a stay at home mom, to call it my job and be proud, and to stop being so lazy and get things done. Last year was full of many big things. Mr. B was born, Oma had another stroke and a heart attack and moved into a home, my dad had a major stroke/brain bleed and miraculously recovered, and God moved and changed me in so many ways, some were painful, some joyful. I'm not one to think, "What's next?", cause I get all anxious thinking like that. So I won't. I just know that God is sovereign and in control and I have placed my hope and trust in Him. So let's go 2009!

New Years, Schmew Years

So, I despise New Years Eve. I hate it, loath it, and wish it didn't exist. Mainly, cause I'm a loser and I hate crowds and the hype and the pressure to have some kind of fabulous plan for the evening. I've tried staying home and pretending it doesn't exist. That was a bad year, I felt more like a loser than anything else. And now that I have children, finding something fun to do with them is even more difficult. We had an invitation to go to a friends house for the night, but a thousand other people were invited and we'd have to bring the kids. The thought of so many people jammed in a house, with kids to keep an eye on and entertain while tired and crabby (me, not the kids), has me saying, NO THANKS.
So, as usual, here we are the day before and me asking Scott, "What do you want to do tomorrow?" I don't know, same thing we do every Wednesday night? Complain that there's nothing good on TV and go to bed at 9:30. Sleep is always an option.