After seeing a friends blog that has some of the most beautiful, eloquent pictures and thoughts on it - I thought that this might be a wonderful way to avoid the annoyance of Shutterfly and be able to communicate all of the joys and frustrations that we come upon daily here in Essex. So I will start with a quick family update:
Noah is 28 months going on 12yrs. He is talking up a storm; often relaying his innermost feelings about Dora or reporting the time of day and current weather ("It is dark and nappy time for the horses, mommy"). He is 100% in "Noah do it by self" mode and insists of opening and shutting ALL doors everywhere we go. This little boy is nothing but sweetness, love and a gleefully devilish giggle (well, sometimes nothing but teeth when he is being loved roughly by a Sam). Dora and snuggles, anything blue and play doh, puppies and puddles, thats what this little boy is made of. Not 5 minutes goes by from the minute I wake up that I am not getting a hug or kiss or "I love you mommy" and he is just as freely loving with his daddy and big brother. He is my sunshine.
Sam is "four and three quarters" and itching to be a fully mature independent 5 year old. He is such an inquisitive little scientist. Everyday we get questions such as "Are God and Godzilla the same?" and "If I put tissue in the telephone jack on the wall what will happen?" (needless to say he needed to see that one for himself and we were without a phone line for 4 days). Superheroes and swords, duct tape and indelible pens, two wheel bikes and gator rides, thats what this little boy is made of. Right now he is struggling with his place in the world and is often my reason for a glass of wine at the end of the day, but he never ceases to fill my heart with a sweet, sweet hug or a wonderful comment on the state of his mind ("When I grow up, I am going to live in my own house, but it will be right next to yours and I will visit everyday with pets"). He is my compass.
Peter is just getting back into tennis and is quite sore, but loving every minute. As every hard working father does, I imagine, he is struggling to balance bringing home the bacon and bringing up the boys. He dreams daily of retiring early and playing with Sam and Noah all day (after 18 holes of course!!). Work is stressful, but since home is bliss, it really evens out, right!!!?? We got away together for the first time since before Sam was born in October and I think it was the first time I had seen him truly relax in quite some time. It was heaven, just the two of us! He has a heart of gold and is the most loving father I know. He is my comfort.
As for me, I am slowly figuring out this life thing; trying to be a good mother, partner, daughter, friend and sister. On a daily basis I am transfixed by the beauty and constant wonderment of my two little boys. And I am often humbled by the love and patience of Peter. Trying to balance being a full time mom, retaining some level of intelligence and mental stability and getting the holiday shopping completed :) Hoping that this new little blog will open up a few more lines of communication with the people we care about....
