I think it's about time for me to hire a personal assistant. I'm not sure how people do this! I'm talking about CHASING A BABY! Oh my goodness!! This is the most "full time" job I've ever had, seriously!! He started out slow and has quickly moved into the "Zoom Zoom ZOOM" phase of crawling. He is everywhere, all the time and if I'm not pulling him away from the dog food or out of the kitchen cabinet, I'm trying to reach him before he sticks his tongue into the ONLY outlet that I failed to cover. It's a circus around here, but we're having a BLAST!
Zane is already a little helper and he loves to be involved in whatever project I'm working on. If it's the dishwasher, he's unloading every dish I put in. If it's the laundry, he is pulling out the dirty laundry while I'm putting it in. If it's the bathroom, he's unloading magazines into a display ALL over the floor. I'm seriously not sure how I accomplished anything before I had his help.
He's started talking this month and of course his first words were "Dada," but he's started saying "Mama and Bye bye" on occasion now too. This boy loves his Daddy and I have to be honest that the highlight of my day is seeing his face when David walks through the door at the end of the day. David is great Daddy, a loving husband and the best friend a mom could ever ask for. I'm so thankful he's able to be home with us everyday. I'm humbled when I think about military wives and I'm seriously not sure how they do it. What a gift their sacrifice is. I pray their loved ones are able to come home soon.
This month I've learned a few things about myself or maybe I should say "I've acknowledged" a few things about myself.
I'm an over committer.
I try to fit round begs into square holes and vise versa.
I'm not as organized as I'd like to think.
It's easy for me to stay in pajamas all day.
I thrive on a plan.
I desperately want to do more then I'm mentally or physically able to do.
I'm learning more on the journey then I expected.
I'm able to see when I make a mistake.
I'm sometimes unwilling to admit mistakes, most often to myself.
I'm striving for perfection.
I desire the result, but often fail to experience the process.
I'm a work in progress.
I've got a long way to go!
I love my life.
I'm grateful for everything I've been given.
I'm excited to see where I'm going.