One of my favorite parts of blogging has been the new experiences!
I recently was chosen as Harney & Sons January Teafluencer and I got to answer interview questions and share my heart with you guys! If you missed it on their site, you can read it HERE, but I’ll also share it below.
Thanks for sticking around and giving me so so many reasons to keep at this. Thank you for the encouragment and love, and for joining me in this motherhood (and beyond) journey.
So grab a cup of tea, and cheers! xo
I feel like I blinked and 2018 was over, yet at the same time, I feel like it took forever.
2018 was…a mixture of so many emotions.
2018 taught me so much about joy, patience, heartbreak, grief, happiness and gratefulness.
As a child, I remember fun Christmas mornings with mom and dad and my brother. As an adult, Christmas was…let’s face it, I was bahumbug about it. Then when I had kids, the magic came back seeing the twinkle in my son’s eyes. Then my baby turned into a toddler…which brings us to this post.
The twinkle in his eyes was still here this Christmas season, but then so was something else. Selfishness. Or greed? Maybe I don’t even know.
When I started out on this mom-blog adventure, I told myself that I needed to remain real with you guys.
Sometimes I succeed, other times I find myself trying to write what I think y’all will like or what I think will get the most hits.
Why would I do that to myself?
This world of social influence is tricky, but the short answer to that is…I have no clue.
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.
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.
I’ve been really struggling.
Although, I didn’t make that realization until a couple days ago.
Almost 11 months ago, we uprooted our life in Grand Rapids and moved to Big Rapids. In those 11 months, we lived in a garage at my parents house, we had a new baby, Jon got a new job (still in Grand Rapids), built a house, moved into that house, and lost my aunt to cancer. It’s been a crazy time.
Two kids (who were two-under-two for most of that time) kept me very busy. Continue reading