The year is coming to an end. I can't really believe that I'm saying that. Three weeks tell 2016. That is all there is left of 2015.
We have some big plans for 2016. We will be paying for our own health care for the first time. We want to buy a home, nothing extravagant, three bedrooms decent kitchen, back yard, some kind of space for homeschooling. We need a minivan, and hope to start thinking about baby number three aswell.
This year a lot has happened and it has gone by so quickly. WL was born the end of january, she is crawling all over now and taking steps here and there. She is also always "talking". RR is potty trined, she has learned to put her shoes on, get dressed and we're working on her fine motor skills with some preschool activies. She is wonderful with sharing and growing into a good person. Chris got full time, and we bought a car. I failed at house keeping. Yes I just admited that.
This year I have questioned myself a lot. Should I send RR to preschool like all her friends? I could use the break but is she ready for that? What could she possibably learn there that I can't teach her? Should I homeschool her? I've always wanted too. Is it really important for her to know all her letters and numbers and how to read yet? Should I quit donating breastmilk? Will it make me happier if I stop? Will it make me less irritable? Should I look at possibably getting medication for my depression? Should I wait it out? Sleep more or less? The list could go on.
Some of them I've found answers to, some of them I am still asking myself. I have areas that need a lot of improvement in the coming year and possibably many to come and I have things I am happy with.
As I sti here my breasts attached to the breast pump. My family in bed and presents and wrapping paper at my feet; I know that I am happy with where we are. I want to continue to strive to be better and have the life we want but I'm happy now and can be happy if my version of ideal doesn't happen. My marriage has never been better. I have two daughters that love me and who I love.
Next year will be more homeschool. More laughter, love, and tears. More hardships, and blessing. And more Adventers.
~Cathrin
