2021 Reflection. 2022 Goals.

Okay. This year has definitely been my worst for blog posts. I’ll be honest, it’s been hard finding time to sit down and blog with two kids. I have two posts that are part way done and another two or three that I’ve literally had on my mind since I started this page 3 years ago. Yes you read that right, 3 years. I don’t have nearly as much on here as I thought I would 3 years ago, but every year when the website comes up for renewal, I can’t let it go. I want so badly to be better at keeping up with it that I tell myself I will and I renew for another year. This year I only got 6 posts out, 7 counting this one. I want to be better, I need to be better. So I’m starting this year’s review differently. I’m starting it with my goals for next year. It’s going to be a short post, but hey, at least it’s a post right?

Next year I need to take more time for myself. I need to focus on myself and who I am more than I have been lately. One of the ways I’m going to do that is this blog. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I like doing this. I like sitting down and recapping things, even if there’s only a handful of you that come here and enjoy reading it, it feels good for me to get these memories and stories written down. It made me sad when I logged in and realized I hadn’t posted anything since August, so I want to change that. I want to be better at at least getting a new post up every month. Maybe even more if things go well. 

Another thing I need to do for myself is get back into exercising. I did pretty well after Oliver was born about getting into some sort of daily exercise. When I say daily I mean at least four times a week, let’s be real. But since Genevieve I’ve yet to get into any sort of exercise routine, and she’s already eight months old. I know I feel better when I do it, so I need to start carving out time in my day to get active. Also I have a beach vacation in about a month and it wouldn’t hurt to lose the last bit of baby weight that’s hanging on before that. Wish me all the luck on that front. 

Looking back on 2021 it’s honestly a blur. This was my first full year as a stay at home mom and I have to say, I kind of love it. I love that my job is hanging out with my kids and watching them grow and change. But also, it’s easily the hardest job I’ve ever had. Parenting a three year old has been rough. They talk about terrible twos. But I’m here to tell you, two year olds are a dream compared to three year olds. I’m likely going to do a post just about the struggles of parenting a three year old who gives you back all of the attitude you give them, so I’ll leave it at that for now. Even with all of his attitude and drama, Oliver has been a pretty amazing big brother. 

It feels like yesterday that Genevieve joined our family, but she’s already eight months old. She’s growing and changing so fast now that I’ve caught myself tearing up thinking about how grown she is, and she can’t even crawl yet. I think knowing that this is the last time I’m going to experience all these little baby moments is making me want to keep her a baby forever. But she’s growing and finding her own personality and I can already tell we’re in for some trouble with this one. 

I want the next year to be full of family time. I want to focus on getting out with my kids to show them new things and be adventurous. Oliver was such an adventurous baby, but now he’s so unwilling to try new things. I want to get them out to explore more. Hopefully Genevieve has the same willingness to try things that Oliver did and it will open him up a little bit more. I’m so excited to watch their relationship grow over the next year. 

I’ll leave you all with a few pictures and the promise to get more posts up in the coming year.

For those of you that read,

thank you!

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