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So long 2009, can’t say I’m sad to see you go.  2009 has been a rough year for us, family and friends battled illness, some have triumphed, some lost and some are still fighting.  Our marriage had a definite rough patch but thankfully we managed to get through it and we’re now stronger than ever.  The stress of selling/buying/moving with 2 wee children in tow.

Things seem to have started to even out in the last month of the year, so my fingers are firmly crossed for a happier year in 2010.

My resolutions this year are:

Start making healthy a habit, eating right and regular exercise.  Weight loss would be a nice bonus to living well
Sew more – I have 3 patterns on the way, 2 have various tops/skirts/pants/dresses for me and the other is pants/jackets/jumpers for the boys so I can sew their winter play clothes
Live true to myself – no more doing things to keep others happy at my expense
Stop wishing time away, living in the moment rather than looking to what’s to come

And hopefully we will be blessed with a new family member somewhere along the way.

Have you made any resolutions?  What are yours?

Happy New Year to all, may 2010 bring you peace, love and joy.  I’m hoping 2010 sees many friends achieving their dream of having a family.  Much love and best wishes to all.

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We’ve escaped it so long, I may have even scoffed and called it a myth and now it’s here. My darling little Jacky bear, at 31 months has finally been struck by the terrible 2’s.

The last couple of weeks rather than my usual happy little fella and our occassional disagreements, I have been met with tantrums over things I didn’t think were worth tantruming about. Case in point, he decided he wanted a lolly, no problem except we had none. Offered him that days advent calendar chocolate, refused. A banana? Refused. Complete meltdown. Throw himself on the floor, kicking his legs meltdown. Just like the movies. 15 minutes he inexplicably stopped and happily sat and ate the banana that had previously reduced him to hysterics. WTF??

The trying times continue daily, every request becomes a battleground, the task of gently drawing the line in the sand and deciding which battles to fight and which to give in is becoming huge.

But just as I was about to pack MY bags or pull my hair out, at 3am this morning I woke to find a sleeping little boy all snuggled in my arms. And I unpacked my bags. Surely a little feisty is worth it for these snuggles? Or for that smile:

So until the next day of tantrums, he will remain my cuddly little angel.

We dropped in to visit my brother in law and his fiancee tonight. We won’t see them on Christmas Day and wanted to give them their present and spend some time with them.

You know how some people have the knack of finding THE perfect gift that will be cherished and adored? These 2 definitely have it. The children were given a box of goodies for both of them as was hubby and I, and in all honesty, every single item in the boxes caused much delight and will bring joy to our household on a daily basis no doubt. I am truly blessed to have married into such a wonderful family and my children are blessed to have an aunty and uncle who adore them.

The spirit of the season is definitely rising and I am so looking forward to spending time with family over good food on Christmas Day. And I am nervously excited about watching people open the gifts we have lovingly chosen for them.

Merry Christmas everyone!

My wee boys sure know how to make their mumma feel loved and missed. I worked last night from 5-10pm. When I got home I said hello to hubby then settled on the couch to unwind.

After a short while I heard “mummy” and Jack came in. He told me all about his time while I was gone, lots of “mummy” and “work” and “Lew”. We snuggled for a little while before I tucked him back into bed. As I was tucking him in he looked at me worried “work?”, “No my darling, mummy isn’t going to work, I’ll see you in the morning”. And off he went to sleep.

This morning I woke to Lew crying, I walked into the hallway just as Lew came around the corner. He spotted me and, still crying, came running toards me with his wobbly little toddler run. Bless his little heart.

I love both my precious little fellows and feel beyond blessed to have them.