I’m alive…

It’s a Christmas miracle, er, a Spring miracle…a post! I know your probably in shock right now. I have been a bad, bad blogger, I have thought about this blog ‘o mine everyday and every night as I lay in bed but I just couldn’t post. As a blogger I’ve hit many dry spells, many uncreative days and plain ‘ole posting road block. Since returning back to work I have re-prioritized a lot of things in my life. This blog has taken the back burner as I got back into a working routine and I hope you understand that. Hell, I don’t even go on Facebook any longer and that in itself speaks for itself. It wasn’t until the last week or so when I started receiving e-mails and texts asking if I was ever going to blog again that a “I am alive” post was needed. So, as you can tell I am alive…yay! We have been very busy, the kids are non-stop and I mean non-stop. Days are spent running errands, dates at the park, endless hours of backyard exploration, attempting to get the house in order (keyword attempt) and then I rush off to work. I am working more than I had intended but it has been good for everyone…except for Brayden who has apparently hit the separation anxiety stage so poor Jim has to deal with Brayden running around looking and calling for me. It breaks my heart.

Speaking of Brayden, it’s crazy that my baby will be one and a half next week. We finally had his fifteen month appointment last week since we missed it back in January. He is finally growing and has inched away from the teens in terms of percentages to 55th for weight and 95th for height. He is speaking like crazy, everyday is something new and he copies everything his sister says. Our newest words are: “ta-tule” for turtle, “me, me, me”, no and Easter. He has started piecing two and three words together and says about twenty-five words. He understands almost everything you tell him and he usually replies with a nonchalant, “yeah”. Like, Brayden did you poop? “yeah, mama”. We’re also getting emotional reactions, cue terrible two temper tantrums, excited woo-hoo’s, yeah’s and woah’s. He loves any cleaning tool and any attempt of me going into the laundry room results in the biggest meltdown ever when he can’t “play” with the mop, broom and/or vacuum. I might have to remind him of this when he’s fourteen…and I will also have to remind him that pulling up his shirt and sticking his hand into his diaper started way before I had imagined. There is never a dull day with my charming, intelligent, dare devil of a little man.

Payton is no longer a baby in any way, shape or form. I now get “duh” and “are you joking? you’re joking right” after many statements. She is more than ready for school and luckily for everyone involved she is finally starting preschool in the Fall. While I am excited for the social interactions I am sad she’s growing up. She really is my best friend and I look forward to our conversations everyday. Last week when we were at Brayden’s appointment Dr. Martinez and I were chatting about how fast she’s growing. She’s now a 5T or XS in the big girl department and still a size 10 shoe, Dr. Martinez said that she is the size of a five-year-old and she’s not even three-and-a-half. As bad as I want her to get older, I still cannot believe how big and smart she has gotten. Her imagination and memory is incredible…like you can’t put anything past her, cue that glass of wine! Last week Mr. Todd (from Peter Rabbit) was secretly hiding in the house and followed me all the way to work, we had to “hurry up” because he was on to us. Or, she will ask to wear a dress she hasn’t worn since the Summer and gives you the whole back story on where and whom purchased it. She’s crazy, in a good way. She can be found singing her ABC’s non-stop, ordering her baby bro around and loving on everyone. She’s an angel.

Okay, so as you can see, we’re all alive…including Jim who didn’t get any spotlight except for this mention and that’s only because I am tired and want this post to be published. He’s still traveling, not as much as a month ago, but he’s closing deals he has been working on for what seems like forever. We’re working on small house projects and he is Mr. Mom when I am away. We’re swimming with our heads above the water for now…