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Thursday, January 1, 2009
A New Leaf
I have been looking forward to 2009 for a LONG time. I decided to officially declare it to be the "Year of Marianne!" It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? This month I have ambitions to both wean McKenna and to potty train JJ- as soon as I can find at least a few days in a row when I don't have anything going on. Once McKenna is weaned this will be the first time since October of 2004 that I haven't been either trying to get pregnant with someone, been pregnant with someone, or been nursing someone. The idea that I can have my body to myself for a while and the idea of having only one set of diapers to change instead of two thrills me to no end. Also, while I LOVE having a little baby, it is so much work. To me the first year is the most tiring and demanding year. Yes, having a mobile toddler presents it's own set of challenges, but the fun of being able to really interact back and forth and watch a little personality develop outweighs all the toilet paper unraveling, dog food taste tests, and attempts to scale baby gates.
Also, my own personal mantra is, "You can do ANYTHING on 8 hours of sleep!" And while I have a hard time letting a little tiny baby cry to sleep, I have no problem whatsoever letting a toddler do it!
At our house January also brings on another meaning: Tax Season. In years past I have looked at these 4 months with dread. I usually think of long, isolating days by myself with no break from childcare and housework, and an exhausted, worn-out husband that is rarely home. But this year I'm looking forward to it. (Well, not the exhausted husband part.) I think this Christmas really put me over the edge when it comes to all the holiday stress. I feel like I've been running here and there so fast, I haven't had any time to catch my breath. (Or clean my house.) So all I want to do now is be at home, get organized, read some good books, and have a great time with my kids. I'm sure tax season will start to take it's toll around March or so, but I'll deal with that when it gets here. Also, I made a deal with a friend/neighbor who is also a tax widow; we're going to send our children to each other's houses before we get the urge to beat them. :)