If we were having coffee today I would tell you that we are having a nice reprieve from our arctic weather. It’s a sunny 50 today and my kids are really excited that they’ll get to play outside. Isn’t it crazy how winter conversation seems to revolve around weather? I guess it affects our day-to-day lives more than anything else at this time of year.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I’m really trying to resist the urge to make another Linden sweatshirt. All the eye candy in my IG feed lately is really tempting me to jump back on that bandwagon but I’ve already made four and what I really need are woven blouses for work. So far I’m being good, though I may have consoled myself this morning with a new Republique du Chiffon pattern. :/
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that J and N have been making me think about tearing my hair out recently. J is at the maturity level where he really understands that he can defy us and try to manipulate and he’s taking full advantage. I’ll ask him 5 times not to do something and then he’ll look me straight in the eye and do it anyway. Before he ends up in time out that is. At least he’s pretty self-sufficient now. I can tell him to get ready for bed and he just does it without needing any help. That is a huge stressor off at night.
N is difficult in a different way. Overall she’s still an incredibly pleasant child but she’s just so emotional these days. She freaks out over tiny things and sometimes ends up crying and hyperventilating because she left her blankie sitting on the table rather than carrying it into the living room.
I have been making a concerted effort to stay calm and not raise my voice. It makes a big difference, and will likely help me survive these years of parenthood 🙂
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I’m two weeks into the gig at my new firm and I’m still convinced this was an awesome move. I’m part of a much smaller practice group than I was at my previous firm and I love how collegial it is. Just this afternoon I spent an hour hashing through sticky points of a complex legal question with my group leader. That’s the stuff I love about practicing law.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that my ninth wedding anniversary came and went on Wednesday with little fanfare. In fact, I think my parents were the only ones who remembered (thanks Mom and Dad!). Albert taught a class that night but picked up dessert on his way home to celebrate. And Baba is staying with the kids tonight so we can go to dinner. Nine years is a weird anniversary. We’ve been married a decent amount of time now but it’s not a “benchmark” anniversary like 5 or 10 that everyone makes a big deal about. Still, making it through another year of parenting, jobs, businesses, houses, etc in one piece (and none the worse for wear really) is an accomplishment!
If we were having coffee, what would you tell me?