Three Things Thursday: 20 April 2017

  1. The Kid’s third birthday is coming up and I’m totally dropping the ball on planning for it. I’ve reserved space and a bouncy house, but everything else…eh. I’ll do it this weekend.
  2. Yesterday, the littles and I went to IKEA for lunch. I shared an IG story about it.
  3. I’m totally digging the IG feeds/stories from @iamerinbrown, @jensinkler, and @negharfonooni. Nuggets of wisdom from these Queens help get me through the days when I’m so over my life.

2014 Recap

http://instagram.com/p/ipXilCu1O1

2014 was a big year for me(us); life will never be the same. When the year started, we had recently found out we were having a boy and I was working several days a week at the paddlesports shop. When the year ended, that boy’s second tooth was erupting and I delight in his company every(most) days. In between, my concept of myself was ripped apart and put back together more times than I can count. During those periods of ripping and shredding, I felt lost and confused. When things knit themselves together again, I felt secure and powerful. The ripping and knitting sometimes occurred on the same day or sometimes the ends of it were separated by weeks. In reality, all of it churned together for months and I’m still reeling in it today.

I struggle with not fully understanding my place in the world and I work every day to be comfortable with that. This isn’t new and is a variation of my adult career striving/struggles. For a variety of reasons that I won’t get into here, I never thought I’d be a SAHM. I have mixed feelings about it and will talk your ear off about it in RL if I’m feeling chatty. But this is not the space for those ramblings.

Setting the ephemeral aside, 2014 was a good year. We rang in the year on a boat sitting in the Sydney Harbor, traversed the Great Ocean Road over a weekend, spent a weekend at Bondi Beach, and spent five days back at Manly Beach at the end of November. My parents visited four times (including their visit last Christmas that ended on 2 January). My in-laws came for four weeks. My aunt and uncle came for a week. We could write a book on how to be fantastic house guests. Our darling child was born. We became parents; life is different.