Wednesday, May 14, 2014

To Grieve, To Celebrate, To Let Go (a very delayed publishing, this post was written on May 14, 2014)

I'm bad at being consistent, but I'm not going to beat myself up about it. At least not in front of anybody ;-) I'm also not going to tell everyone the real reason I'm blogging again (after totally abandoning it for the entire year of 2013). It is most definitely not because I have a long to do list that I am avoiding!

A year and a half is a very long time, and while many things remain the same, I am in a place right now that is both anxiety causing and exciting, on the brink of a major change. No, I am not pregnant again! Though it may not be long before we plan for number four, I'm still enjoying some one-on-one time with baby Gabriel (and being thin is nice, too). To give a little perspective on just how long it's been, I've chosen a couple of pictures to share:

 November, 2012

 April, 2014

Oh yeah, and this little guy didn't exist a year ago... he's walking now! Babies are cool.

So much has happened, that it's hard to even pinpoint why I'm on here writing again. I might have just run out of paper, you'll never know. My life has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster for a while - a lot of grieving and celebrating side by side. Dan has been away for most of this year, but we're moving to France! I found out my nanny wasn't treating my children very nicely, but now I have an awesome nanny AND my girls understand that NOBODY should treat them that way! I have to get rid of a lot of stuff and leave a lot of good friends, but we are moving to a place with a big yard and garden and FRESH AIR! 

As always, the good generally seems to outweigh the bad for me, but sometimes they just go hand in hand. Gabriel started walking, which is great, except that I was really hoping I wouldn't have to baby proof the apartment I'm about to leave! And my granny is very sick, which is terrible, except that she has been such a positive influence on my life and I am so very grateful for every moment I have spent with her! And this is probably the real reason I came here, to grieve, to celebrate, and to let go (as much as possible, given how bad I am at that part).