Things have been crazy here with all the Christmas preparations. There are a million other things I should be doing now, but I am still trying to fully wake up, sitting here with my coffee.
Just wanted to say Merry Christmas to you all! I have been popping in and reading this thread, and that's about it.
Of course I was following the story of mighty-mama, and now I think I need to distance myself from it a bit because I think of her, Amy, and their families a lot.
On one hand I think it is good to remember that each day could be our last, but on the other hand, it makes me so sad and freaks me out.
I wish I could truly "live each day as if it was your last". I would not do laundry, dishes, vacuum, dust, pick up toys...... I would just play with my kids and truly enjoy them. Get down on the floor and smother them in hugs and kisses. Unfortunately, if I did that, nothing would ever get done, and then if it was NOT my last day, I would have that mess to face the next day, which I would also be trying to live as if it was my last... You get the idea.
So, I've been having these thoughts a lot lately. Maybe it is good that I have been reminded that I could go at any time. I have definitely been thinking about what's important, and what's NOT, and overall I have been in a better mood with my boys... But I am still just so, so, sad for Amy and Jessica's families.
Sorry I wandered off there for a minute.
I also wanted to say that I don't know what we're doing for Eli's birthday yet. My dh asked for the evening off, and the $%@#$^% railroad declined it. So Daddy has to sleep until probably 1:00 pm and then leave for work at 5:00 pm that day. We may take him to Chuck E. Cheese in that timeframe, but we have also discussed - since he doesn't know the difference - pretending like the next day is his birthday, since Daddy will be off that day. I just hate the idea of pretending like it's not his birthday all day Saturday, when really I know it is.
Jörð, anything new with you? I saw your name the other day when I hit the "New Posts"....