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I just know there were some seriously funny things said this week. But not one “quote of the week” made it from my brain to the blog. Hold me to it next week. More important than any quote is what today represents. Five years ago, we were discharged from the NICU with Luke. I will never celebrate Halloween the same. Look at that tiny babe. My, my how he’s grown on my heart.
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Run for your life. I never dreamed my boys would love running as much as they did this season of cross country. Will asked to do it this summer, so we obliged and, on a whim, signed up his brother, too. Will shaved nearly seven minutes off his starting time; I could not be prouder of that boy. And, John Paul? That kid is fast. Like 13:27 two miles fast. He came in sixth in this weekend’s cross country championship, behind four sixth graders. So, it looks like next year’s somebody’s bringing some game.
Also, I’m kind of a nervous wreck when the boys run. For me, when they come across that finish line with such determination, such heart, I just can’t help myself. If someone can die from extreme pride for their kids, then I suppose I’m in danger. Way to leave it all on the course, boys. Your momma is proud.
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The one thing I’m not proud of, however, is me. This having a baby in your 40s is hard on your body. Hard on your self-esteem post-partum. Hard on your ability to get decent sleep! Please don’t mistake that for anything other than Gianna is being a stinker, albeit a mighty cute one. I know this phase will pass. Truthfully, everything is going by a bit faster than I’d like. She will be six months next week. For the love, girl, slooooow it down! For me, I think I just set the bar so high for myself and then when I fall short, I’m all “I’m a failure!” Which, of course, is completely ridiculous but that’s what it’s like to live in my brain. The last few weeks have been a particular challenge. Let’s just say that 3am prayer gig hasn’t been short any requests.
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Cue the gray hairs now. I met with the local Catholic high school admissions office this week for our oldest. How is that even possible, y’all? Because kindergarten was like, last week or something. The Mr. and I have always been committed to Catholic education, but high school will be a huge chunk ‘o change x6. We’ve put it to prayer, we’ve had Will visit the school and we’ve ultimately put it in God’s hands. We believe this is the right thing for our family and while it will take some creative accounting (Scott likes to call it my fuzzy math – HA!) we’re taking the leap. I should probably write more about that decision, but for now we’re at peace and darn excited for what his four years of high school are going to look like.
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Do y’all remember my “week in my life” series I’ve done the last couple of years? It looks like Melissa may not be doing it this year. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t be. I might even ask y’all to join me. More on that in a couple of weeks.
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For the last few years, I’ve designed other people’s Christmas and holiday cards. As much as I love doing it, I’ve decided to take a permanent break from that gig. Traditionally, the holidays really ramp up for me on the professional and personal side. So, in an effort to be truly present for my kids, I’ve decided to just say no. But, if you’re looking for some good alternatives, Shutterfly, Minted and Tiny Prints all offer fantastic, affordable options. My best advice? Shop the designs you love now, so when they go on sale in the coming weeks (with the best being on Cyber Monday), it’s just a quick click and go. You can even design them and save to your account so really, all you have to do is hit “print” as soon as that sale hits the interwebs. Nope, not a sponsored post, those are just sites I love!
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I’m very excited about something I’m doing here on the blog for the month of November. It has to do with awesome moms, awesome faith and very cute little people. You don’t want to miss it. And, December is my blog-o-versary (is that a thing?) and there will be some awesomeness in that month, too. Oh. Happy. Days.
For more takers, you know who to visit.