We got Axel's little end-of-semester report card today which was insightful in the way that only a two year old's report card could be.
Made me think about our collective year in review.
2014 has been a good year. After a slow, cold start which included surviving the polar vortex (while heavily pregnant), sweet Oscar arrived. Those first few weeks were a blur, but I'm glad I kept a record and I'm so glad to be his mama.
In no time we were back to our madcap plans and traveling to places like the Bahamas and to the Virgin Islands, two really special trips I will treasure for a long, long time. And we were lucky enough to have six weeks as a family in Maine, together, since Will got a big chunk of paternity leave. Will celebrated his 34th birthday; Axel celebrated his second birthday; I celebrated my 36th surrounded by friends and family.
There was a lot of sleeplessness; there have been plenty of moments of stress and disarray, of panicky 'how do we get it all done?' freak outs and insomnia-ridden nights. To anyone I have snapped at, well, it is what it is. Mostly, it was very, very good.
I haven't been taking many pictures (or taking many pauses), hence the lack of posting lately. I'm hopeful that it's just these last months and weeks of the year that feel like an impossible puzzle, with just about every minute accounted for. The puzzling continues until early next week, when we head to Maine for what I hope will be a restful holiday.
The boys are well: when asked what he wanted for Christmas, Axel said "a Christmas present."
We've all sort of been racing madly forward...and while baby wrangling has gotten easier of late, just about everything else has gotten more pressured. I've been spending more time in harried Midtown, but it's nice to take a second and see the beauty in that as well.
Things have been hectic around these parts, as expected for December. Tonight we get our tree and tomorrow we're having a tree-trimming shindig so there are hams to buy and gallons of cider to acquire.
Sweet nine month old Oscar is a bit blurry here because he is perpetually on the move.
Determined, funny, sociable, spiky-haired, and very very agile, he seems like such a natural part of our family. He is happily cruising around and has signs of a tooth coming in.
It occurred to me over the last few weeks that I'm getting more and more comfortable wrangling both boys at once too, in large part because Axel is now so verbal and Oscar is pretty independent. Well, he loves to be a part of the action, but these days if he's gripping onto a table with toy car in hand, he's pretty content for very long periods of time.