Mornings

When the days start early, I’ve got coffee in hand.  Lately I find myself the first one up, tossing and turning until the clock reads a reasonable time as I did in my youth at my parents request.  These days, my mind races with excitement.  Projects to do, things I dream of and big hope in every facet.  It’s the same old problem we all have that there’s not enough time in the day.  As I lay in bed at night, I look forward to waking and look forward to all that I can get done.  Goal oriented, yes.  Excited, yes.  Anxious, yes and crazy, yes!  I admittedly set my alarm to wake before the kids so I can sneak in a quick run to “jump start” my day.  It’s a great feeling and energizing none the less.  I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that more days the alarm rings and while I may not be sound asleep, the warmth of the bed is alluring enough to make me want to scrap the idea of early rising.  Thankfully being early enough, my brain is not in full force and I am usually successful at jumping out of bed before I change my mind.

Okay, enough about me.  Excitement level is high on all fronts.  The boys are so excited about all that lies ahead.  In a few weeks they will turn SIX!  Can you believe it?!?  It’s the old “"I can’t remember life without them but is it possible that six years have already gone by?”   In packing mode, I find myself reminiscing as I discover old notes, cards and pictures.  I quickly fall back to the days of Aiden and Chris’s infancy and all of the fears of the unknown.  All of the excitement of new parenting.  All of our hopes, dreams and wondering who they would grow to be.  Fast forward six years and Mike and I couldn’t be more proud.  Yes, we have our moments but the bottom line is, we have AMAZING kids.  They are smart, gentle, kind and witty.  They love to share adoring words and are quick to sing our praises.  They love to count how many so’s In their “I love you so so so so so so much” sentiments.  They test, sure thing but at the end of the day, their kind hearts win over.  They LOVE their family and can’t wait to see their grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. 

And my Jake.  He is 21 months and has no doubt on his mind that he too is six.  He is witty, spunky and is a little ball of energy.  He does whatever it takes to make everyone around him laugh.  He is strong willed like the other men in this family {Mike would argue it comes from me… I say otherwise!} and knows exactly what he wants, not willing to settle for anything less.  He loves to climb, ride his bike, bake, read, color and like Chris, he is a collector; creating bags, buckets, or baskets filled with “treasures.”  He is my right hand man and always not far from my side.  We are truly enjoying this age {temper tantrums and all!}

And as for our happening…. well, we have been packing, we have been visiting and we’ve been oh so grateful for all of the help we have received as we journey though our first move as a family. 

PS – I may have lost my mind last weekend and earned a few new grays putting all three monkeys in the tub at the SAME time,  They were in their glory.  I was ready to float away with all of the water that made it’s way out!