Wednesday, December 14, 2011
I know it will all pass. This time of year is so lovely and so hard all at the same time. I always get a little blue this time of year, even though it's my favorite. It's hard not to think about my miscarriage. About how I should be a few months away from a delivery to a baby that wasn't meant to be. I had such different plans for this Christmas. Not better, just different. Anyway, I may be absent here a little while longer as I take some time to recharge and refocus.
I am so excited to have our first Christmas at home this year, just the three of us. I may have ordered a pancake pen from William Sonoma just for the occasion! Viv and I have a lot of sugar cookies to make for Santa in our near future, and speaking of Santa (tangent alert)...Vivienne has still never been to see Santa. Nope! Never sat on his knee. I know it's as American as apple pie, but I have always found it incredibly creepy and weird - going to a mall, putting my kid on some old man's lap only to see them scream with terror. But who knows, maybe she would like it? Have I been depriving her of a great experience? I think this is the year where we/I break down and do it. Only the pictures will be able to tell if it was worth it or not!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
I can't believe Christmas is in two weeks..
Saturday, December 3, 2011
I can't wait to do this every year. As we walked back to the car through the hustle and bustle of the festive city, Vivi's hand in mine, it struck me how I was experiencing a first of many with my little babe. My little babe who picked out every lit up Christmas tree to point out to me on the street. My little babe who is not so little anymore. The girl who picked out her own red "fancy pretty shoes!" and pushed the elevator buttons all by herself. Who carried her own little pack full of snacks.
It was one of those "aha" moments, realizing that I am actually getting to do some of the things that I have only before dreamed of doing. How lucky I am.