The second week in March at that. These days, y’all…they just go by so fast. I constantly feel like I am rushing to anything and everything before the sun goes down for the night. You know when you are heading to the airport to catch a plane? That feeling of knowing you have somewhere you need to be by a certain time, and you just don’t know what to expect to run in to while trying to get there. Not running late or anything (that’s a whole other level of stress and anxiety), but just knowing you are on a tight timeline. You don’t know if you’ll run into traffic, what parking will be like, how long the luggage check-in will take, how long the security line is going to be. You just know your flight leaves at a certain time and if you miss it, you miss out on getting to where you need to be, on time. This is how I often feel, lol! Like I need to make a 7 a.m. flight to go somewhere awesome, and no matter how much I prepare, and no matter how early I leave, those unknowns still make me feel a little cray-cray. I just can’t wait to be sitting at the terminal, drinking a Starbucks, reading my magazine, with an hour to spare. Some times that happens, but more often than not, I’m running like a crazy woman through the airport, with a (ahem…34 pound) toddler in one arm and a (lukewarm) coffee in the other, sweaty, red-faced and frazzled, praying they don’t close the gate on me.
Anyone feel me on this?? True life, y’all. Somehow I always manage to get things done, but man, I surprise even myself sometimes:-)
On a related note, I actually am about to be catching a flight later this week. A real one. Not my made-up analogy above. #toddlerAW and I are heading to Sarasota for a long weekend to visit the parentals. Matt is running a marathon, as in 26.2 miles (!!), in Asheville this weekend and we were supposed to be going there, but to be honest, I desperately need a break from this winter weather. Sunny Sarasota sounds like the ticket. We will cheering Matt on from the beach;)
What else has been going on?
We bought a new house, or I guess I should say we are in the process on buying a new house (Lord willing we close on the 20th…it’s been quite a doozy). I say “new” tongue-in-cheek because it’s actually older than our current home, but it has more space, is more centrally located in B’ham, has a better yard for AW, and get this, our mortgage payment will actually be less. Go figure. We are pretty excited and I love, love, love the house. I kind of can’t even believe it’s worked out the way it has. God was watching out for us on this one for sure. However, we haven’t packed a thing. I’m kind of hoping the moving fairy (a/k/a my parents) will magically show up one weekend and help knock this out. Also, I hate packing.
Matt’s parents came to visit a couple of weeks ago. We didn’t do anything too exciting, but it was a really fun and relaxing weekend. Obviously we should have utilized the extra set of hands to knock out some of the aforementioned packing, but we just didn’t prepare enough. Plus, I hate packing.
Asher Wade is just being his usual hilarious self. Seriously, this age is so fun. He has such a great personality and generally has us in stitches most of the time. He’s sweet and loving, but determined and stubborn, which creates quite the dynamic in our house. It’s never a dull moment. We went through a little phase where he was terrified of bedtime, but after a week or so of some pretty sleepless nights, that seems to have passed. He’s actually starting speech therapy this week. He’s a little delayed in the talking department (although he thinks he makes perfect sense and carries on “conversations” with us all the time), and although his pediatrician expects his speech to take off on its own any day now, she thought it would be prudent to go ahead and get him going on some exercises. He does get frustrated when he can’t communicate with us effectively, so I’m hoping this will help. We taught him some basic signs, and he’s been using those. His favorite is the sign for “more.” The problem is, like most toddlers, he wants “more” of everything, even if he hasn’t had some to start with in the first place.
I just started planning his second birthday. If you came to the first one, you know this tends to get a little out of hand. Pinterest is my kryptonite. Oh, and we decided to have his party on Derby Day, so you can just imagine where this is going #bighats #bowties #ponyrides #mintjuleps
All in all, life is good right now. Everyone is happy and healthy and that really makes all the difference. Trying to remember that during these crazy days…