Hello. It’s me. I’ve been wondering after all of these months if you would like to read.
To go over…everything…
Yes, everything. My life has COMPLETELY changed since my last post.
I have a son.
Another redhead—can you believe it? #shockofalifetime He’s six months old now, and this little man fills my heart with more joy than I knew was imaginable (yes, the love does multiple and not divide). I so wanted a sister for Elle, but he perfectly completes our family, and I am so grateful for him.
We are living in a cozy, sun-drenched townhouse in the burbs close to family. It’s right by a clearing (shown above), which is wonderful for watching the sun set. We briefly considered buying a place…and then I went into labor after a long day of house hunting, so…
So many other things have changed.
Work is different.
I take the Metra train to Union Station and walk into the Loop. I was promoted shortly after maternity leave, for which I am so grateful. There’s not much better than an organization and management that truly supports its employees during all seasons of their lives. Sometimes, even though challenging, work feels like a sanctuary from the hustle and bustle of life with two.
My weekends are different. Both children started school. Having two kids is SO different than one (and having a three year old makes you feel a little nuts sometimes). Ellie is mostly potty trained.
My morning are different. And my evenings, too, for that matter. Sleep is something I will hopefully do in a few years. My guy loves to snuggle and nurse.
I could go on and on, but I’ll spare you and just say this year has brought about the most change I’ve ever experienced so quickly. And you really learn a lot about yourself and those around you when your nights are days and days are nights. I’ve learned family will always help if I let them. That I have to slow down to keep my sanity. That I can’t let anxiety get the best of me. That I know a lot more people awake in the middle of the night than I thought. That I need to be kinder—to myself and others. That I really need to figure out how to make more time for me. That I would do anything for my family.
While this season of life has its challenges, it also has great rewards. I am so grateful for the little things. For my children’s laughs. For my husband’s hugs. For my family who left supplies at my front door when the stomach flu plagued our home. And viral bronchitis. And double conjunctivitis. And more stomach flu. For time with loved ones, and that we are now closer to loved ones, whether they are by blood or by choice.
There’s never enough time, but I’d like to dedicate some more to this space. I hope I can see it through in the new year and post as often as I’d like, but please be patient, and I hope I’ll make it worth your read.