We’ve hit tough terrain over here.
I’m not talking about terrible-twos, because we’ve been in that for 10 months and…well, it isn’t pleasant, but we’ve learned how to deal with that.
This post is about a few different things.
It’s about how we are embracing the strong-willed side of our child, and how we are embracing our child.
The holidays are coming up, and if you like pie…read on…(or if you have one hand in your child’s trick-or-treat bag—this is for you.)
I read that everyone has an addiction to something. I laughed when I read the word everyone because certainly I did not have one.
Then looking into the trash can in my bathroom…I discovered mine. Sugar.
11 months of living apart from my husband was never something we planned. It’s never something we thought we’d be doing, and it definitely has not been easy.
It’s taught me how important my spouse is, and how easy it is for us to take someone for granted. It’s taught me the value of time, because two out of seven days a week is not much time to spend with someone.
It’s taught me about sacrifice.