Year End Reflecting

2011 was a year of change. Physical changes in my children were perhaps the most noticeable.
Brennan went from snuggly, smiley, newborn to not-quite-a-toddler.Cate lost the little bit of toddler she still had left in her face and is a full-on kid now.
She's one tall, lean, drink of water and I'm fairly certain she's going to be the object of many a school boy crush. Other changes were obvious too-- Eric's change in work, my 8 months as a stay-at-home-mom (which I think made me both a better mom and a better teacher, if that makes any sense), Cate starting school, Brennan starting to crawl, the physical changes as I dropped some baby weight and then A LOT of weight with all the crap I dealt with in November and the first part of December (mostly under control now-- I wouldn't mind a redo of November and part of December though).

Eric's job change gave us the blessing of being able to spend the summer at home together. We spent a lot of time at the pool in summer of 2011.
2011 was the year that Eric learned to brew his own beer.
It was the year Cate learned to write her name, and the names of others since she knows her letters.
Brennan learned so many things, it's a whole other post in itself (well, actually they're all mostly documented in various posts on this blog).
I learned to knit something other than scarves and dishcloths.
I found beauty in the silence before the kids get up and I have a hot cup of coffee or tea in my hands...or in the silence after they go to bed, when Eric and have taken to watching DVDs and playing games (like real Scrabble, not Words with Friends on our iPhones).
I found peace and focus of a gentle yoga practice (I'm really, really, loving yoga right now).

We explored art with Cate.We explored our neighborhood.
We camped.
We canned.
We read.And we loved. Oh my, did we ever love. My heart is full to overflowing with the love I have felt this year-- for my husband, my children, my family, my friends. I laughed hard and cried hard this year. I played hard and prayed hard. And I left no room for regret.
I'm excited to see what 2012 has in store for us. I'm ending this year feeling incredibly blessed and lucky. I'm ending this year feeling hopeful.

Wishing you all peace and blessings this New Year!

~Melody :-)

PS...Here is a link to the resolutions I made last year. I'm happy to report that I've gotten much better at being more "present" in the moment, did learn how to knit more (still kind of sitting on the same set of sewing skills though), and experienced tremendous spiritual growth through prayer, study, and following a read-through-the-Bible in a year plan. Not sure yet what I want to resolve to do in 2012.

Love is All You Need

I'm not going to lie-- there are times when I really wonder what in the world we were thinking when we decided to live off of one income. I really start wondering this when I browse blogs of perfect strangers and see elaborate birthday parties thrown for their kids. Or when a picture pops up on my Facebook feed of someone I haven't seen or spoken to in years enjoying some expensive, tropical vacation over Christmas. And I'm not even saying that I would do those things if we had the money (I mean really, hundreds of dollars on a one-year-old's party that he/she won't remember-- not very practical, no offense if you're someone that would do that though, I'm just practical--on the other hand, I'll take the tropical vacation). But still, the fact that I couldn't throw some elaborate birthday party for my kids even if I wanted to, sometimes gets under my skin, despite the fact that I know that even if Eric were working, his entire paycheck would be paying childcare for our two kids. So instead of an overwhelming amount of presents, I watched my little guy tear into a few simple things that he's been playing with non-stop since he opened them.
Instead of paying hundreds of dollars to rent out a space and have someone else entertain the kids, we crammed into our house, snacked and visited, and the kids made foam robots (he had a robot-themed birthday).
Instead of spending a lot of money on a cake, I made a cake, did my best frosting it, and watched my little boy cautiously poke his finger at the frosting and lick just a little bit before deciding he'd rather have some banana puffs. And afterwards, we watched him tear into a few more presents.
And really, two days before Christmas, I was overwhelmed with the amount of love shown for my little guy. I was so afraid that only Brennan's grandparents, great-grandparents, and aunts would show up. But friends stopped by too and made his (and our) day.
Then there was Christmas. Our house is cozy and you can still barely walk through it despite having moved many toys out of the living room and to the basement playroom. But there is no doubt in my mind that my kiddos are loved (by us, by family, by Santa).

(Cate playing with a magnetic dress up bear set that my grandmother made for her)

I deliberately didn't take any pictures of Christmas morning as I wanted to be in the moment and not behind a lens. Pictures above are from Christmas Eve and later Christmas Day.

I say all this, because the lesson I've been reminded of these last few days has been this-- sometimes, love really is all you need (I love The Beatles).
Expensive birthday parties and exotic holiday trips are nice if you can afford them. But as I cuddle up in my new pajamas while Cate really gets into playing Playmobil and Brennan zooms his cars on the floor and my hubby listens to some new vinyl, I find that I really can't ask for much more. I've kind of got it made, really. A loving husband who is a fantastic father, two beautiful children who light me up with their smiles, a home full of love and history that comes with a mortgage cheaper than the rent we used to pay, family that is there for us in any situation, friends that laugh and grow with us. That's a whole lot more than most people have. That's a whole lot of love too, if you ask me.
That love may not buy a whole lot, but really it's priceless. Besides, we're saving up to take that awesome, exotic trip in 2014-- when we celebrate 10 years of marriage!

Love and peace to you all! I hope you had a wonderful Christmas!

~Melody :-)

My Sweet, Sweet, Boy

Dear Brennan,
Your presents are wrapped.
Everything is waiting for you to wake up.
I've scheduled this post to publish at 4:13AM, the minute that I met you exactly one year ago.
I never thought another boy would steal my heart. Up until now, your Daddy was it for me. But then you entered the world after 21 hours of labor that resulted in an emergency c-section and you had my heart from your first cry.
You were a perfect early Christmas present. You made Cate a big sister.
You showed Mommy and Daddy just how possible it is to love two kids so much!
Your smile and laugh are infectious!
You are such a smart boy. We've already heard you say "Mama," "Dada," "doggie," "cat," and "fish." You are curious. I'm pretty sure making car noises is a skill you were born with. And man, do you have an arm!
Thanks for being patient with us as we learned to use cloth diapers. And to make your food. And as we figured out that it wasn't a sensitive reflex, but big tonsils that caused you to gag so much.You were a great roommate for the entire year that you bunked in with Mommy and Daddy, not even stirring when we'd giggle to 30 Rock or Modern Family.
You crawl fast and cruise the furniture. You point at everything and want to know what it is. You are pure joy and delight and blessing all rolled into one perfect package. We love you so much! You are my sweet, sweet, boy! I'm excited to see what year 2 brings!

Love,
Mommy