Brigitta January POTD

Jan 2: Self-fed baby

Jan 4: Entertained

Jan 7: Rub a dub dub, three girls in a tub

Jan 9: Bouncy swing

Jan 15: Late night laughs

Jan 16: Angel

Jan 23: Bright eyes

Jan 28: I love you THIS much!

Jan 30: Two who are too tired

Jan 31: Snow bunny

I was just beginning to feel bad about my lack of posts for January when I started going through the pictures of the day I managed to snap of Brigitta. Not bad! When she wakes up from a nap and is all groggy and snuggly, I like to take her to a mirror. Her little noggin moves like a bobblehead as she takes in what's before her. For some reason she notices the reflection of her hands first. Eventually, her gaze moves up to her own face and she stops. For a second or two, she takes in this image and then inevitably comes the gummy smiles, the gasps, the little sounds of excitement at seeing her own reflection. Seeing the other baby escalates the reaction until she's baby chatting with herself. Then she's overcome with shyness and she buries her little head in my shoulder. It's so adorable it kills me!

All By My Onesie

I didn't halfway it either. I could have shoveled just enough for the car to get up and down but like a perfectionist, I shoveled from one edge of the driveway to the other. Brigitta napped for most of it while Liesel and Ireland watched me through the window. I'd look up and hear them singing, "Once There Was a Snowman" or drawing pictures with their tiny fingers on the foggy glass. Yesterday was my Body Attack class at the gym so I was pretty sore to start. Now my body is aching EVERYWHERE! From my hands to my calves. I'm going to light a fire in the fireplace and drink some hot chocolate while reading a bit. I think I've earned it, no?

Take a Chance on Me

This video made me smile... and gave me a sudden urge to adopt a chocolate lab.

SPCA Pet Adoption Video from Chester McPurrs on Vimeo.

Some Nights...

...you just have to throw on a tutu, sparkly shoes and dance!

Ireland's solo: (love how she uses her arms!)

Breathe

I've decided that will be my one word for 2013. Breathe. When the girls are driving me cray cray, when things just aren't going my way, when it's days until I see Brent again, I will stop and just breathe. Usually I thrive on massive projects and long to do lists but I'm not going to make that my focus for the next year. In the interest of self-preservation I'm going to take it easy on myself for once. I can be my own worst enemy sometimes with my sky-high expectations. Anyone would agree I have plenty on my plate and for the next year I'm calling it. Enough. I want to enjoy the everyday and not go to bed disappointed in myself. By now I think I've proven to myself I am capable of accomplishing great things so the obvious next step is to see if I can conquer relaxation. So I will take a deep, cleansing breath and try to unclench my tightly wound muscles. Ommmmmmmm.