I am sure if you read a bunch of blogs, that you know, occasionally, everyone takes a post or two to look back, reflect, and take a sec just to breathe. That is what I am doing.
I am not sure why I am in the mood to do so...it could be that I am traveling for work and have a bit of time to myself, it could be that I am missing my boys, who knows. Anyway, let the reflection begin.
First things first...DAVIS. You are our universe. Before you came, I knew I would love you, but I never knew this feeling. I really don't think you know until you become a parent. Overwhelming LOVE. The feeling of wanting to hug you, learn from you, teach you, and just watch you overwhelms me. I cannot believe how big you are. At 16 months, you are so not a baby. You are losing those baby looks too. When your daddy and I look at pictures now, we can see glimpses of little boy and are starting to see what you may look like on your first day of kindergarten and beyond. I am so sad to wave goodbye to babyhood, but I love you at this age. You are hilarious...there is no doubt about it. You got your daddy and your uncle TJ's showmanship and love the audience. You can be difficult, of course, as you want for independence. This comes at mealtime usually. We are getting through it, with a lot of tips from friends. You love green beans one day, and hate them the next...but if I have anything to do with it, YOU WILL BE A VEGGIE LOVER.
Food is a hot-button issue at our house. We both want Davis to grow up appreciating good food, the feeling of an exquisite meal, but with the will-power to not be glutteonous. We know he will inherit our sweet teeth, and our trying desparately to curb it (YOu may find us sneaking M&Ms in rooms that Davis is not in). We want him to be willing to try anything but to know limits. We know we have an up-hill battle as we are headed to the land of kids menus consisting of chicken tenders and french fries. Davis hasn't had a chicken tender or french fry up until this point, but I know the moment it touches his lips, we are in trouble.
Anyway, back to reflection...to sum it up, Davis, even in your most difficult times ahead, we love you, more than you will know...until you are a daddy.
So, Chad and I do have lives outside of Davis. Surprise, I know. We are both busy with work...me being at Smucker's for about 9 months and Chad at MTG for about 6 months. I think we are still learning the ropes. The companies have good cultures, just very different from what we were used to. It will take some time to fully adapt of course. We are so blessed to have found good, meaningful work that we believe in (and that pays the bills, of course).
That being said, looking back to the time in April when we were hit with THE BIG DECISION.
We made the right one.
What a good feeling! We did. We made the decision to move for OUR FAMILY...for Chad, Me, Davis, and the pups. I love our family, and we are home.
Davis gets to see his grandparents often. We love his teachers and his school. He has a big backyard to play in this summer. We have room to grow in our house. Our community is beautiful and friendly.
...Not everything is peachy though....
We both have commutes-not traffic, but miles, we miss the restaurants in ATL, we miss our friends in ATL, the cold sucks, no one knows where Medina is, Atlanta sounds a lot cooler than Cleveland, the Browns suck, and Whole Foods is 40 minutes away.
BUT, we are home, and it's not really because of the positives or the negatives listed up there. It is because we are together...and as much as we love Davis, we love eachother more to, and there is no one I would rather spend this journey with!
Thank you to all who have touched our life through this year and in the past.
Thank you for helping us find home.
Here's a picture of me in a breakfast joint in Nashville that I love! It's called Fido if you want to check it out. Chad and I discovered it the last time we were here when I was a couple of months pregnant for the boy.
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