Curve Balls

I was excited ecstatic, I had been waiting for months.  The last time I loved it, so I knew it was going to be great exactly what I needed.  Yesterday I went and gave 10 inches to Locks of Love, the hairdresser (who I went to because one of the better known salons in town does it for free) cut at least two extra inches off from my already short hair while styling it.  As she was cutting I was screaming in my head "No more, stop cutting it shorter" over and over again.  I was practically coming out of my skin with each snip.  Don't get me wrong, I am thankful I did it, there are more important things in life than hair and it didn't look great before the cut, so I am used to feeling ugly not so cute.  I am just disappointed, that's all.

Yesterday we got two phone calls to show our house today.  I spent hours and hours cleaning.  As I busily worked, cleaning rag in one hand, baby girl in the other, I day dreamed about a new house, picking out paint colors in my head for each room.  Only to find out that we weren't going to show it at all.  My balloon was popped.

Guess God is trying to keep me humble (and not vain) with my new hair and patient as I wait on his timing to sell the house.

Thankfully hair grows and we have a roof over our heads (even if it's not the roof I want).

Slowing Down

With the holidays behind us, we have slowly lulled ourselves back into our old routine.  We spend hours playing with the jack in the box, shape sorter, stroller and the like.  We read books, play outside, go grocery shopping and run errands.  Hours and days flying by.  Tasks slowly get done and to do lists rarely get written.  There is something about the simplicity of these days that makes my heart content and I often find myself wishing that we could go on like this forever, freeze her at 13 months and me at...  There is something unique and special about each stage in our lives and I love that I don't have to miss any of it.

Out of Control (not really, but really)

There is something freeing and simultaneously frustrating when things are completely out of your control.  I remember the day my mom said to me, "you can't make her sleep".  Although sleep is still an issue with the baby girl and me, it is nice to know that there is really nothing I can do about it.  It's also comforting to know that God made her and she is who she is.  I didn't make her personality and I cant take credit for her cuteness!

On another note, we are trying to sell our house and there is nothing I can do to make it go faster.  I can clean it to the best of my ability when people come to see it, then I have to give it up because that's all I can do.

It is a scary but good realization that you are 100% not in control.  (just in case you were wondering this is not the first time I have realized this, I am just getting a healthy reminder at the moment)

A Doosey

I had a very fun and New Years-ish post planned, then today happened.  (Que the dooms day music)  It really started with the baby girl's morning nap, she really didn't want to take one even though she was clearly tired.  She cried for over an hour before falling asleep (I can't stand to hear her cry, I ended up crying too) and then barely got to sleep because the boy had the realtor coming and we needed to get out of their hair, so it was off to the farmers' market.  From there it really went down hill, I forgot my cell phone at home, had no gas in the car, the first gas station had completely run out of gas somehow.   I wanted a smoothie, and found that my favorite smoothie place was permanently closed.  We got through the farmers market without a hitch, until the explosive diaper hit, which ended up all over me too.  Then to top it off as I was changing the diaper she decided to pee, which soaked her shirt, so she went home with just a diaper on.  The realtor was still there.  The rest of the afternoon wasn't quite as eventful, but we did show our house to a couple who was riding bikes down our street and the baby girl took a good nap.

As for the New Years-ish part, I read a quote the other day and it went something like this "What if you woke up today with only the things you thanked God for yesterday?" (this is probably not exactly what it said, but you get the gist)  So, with that quote in mind, my resolution is to be more thankful for the many blessings in my life. 

To quote Scarlett O'Hara "...tomorrow is another day."  Thankfully!