Here is a picture of my little Spud at a year old. I love him more than I can express. He has changed my life. He has changed the books I read, the TV shows I watch and quite frankly every part of who I am. I used to LOVE murder mysteries, I used to love true crime novels, I used to love Primetime, to Catch a Predator type shows. I no longer can read these books or watch these shows... I don't know why. I don't want to hear about crime, or murder or bad things happening to people. I scares me. It doesn't interest me anymore. Odd huh?
My life has changed in a way that makes it hard to blog too... I love to blog, I love to write. I always have a "novel" I am writing on the side... but I don't have time. I am ok with this. I only have a small amount of time with the Spud during the week since I work outside the home. Our mornings are spent eating, playing, getting ready for "school" and work. We walk to daycare and then off I go to work. At the end of the day, we walk home, walk Noodles, eat, play, dance and sing, take a bath, read a book and bed. Once the Tot is in bed, there is only so many more hours of awake time in me, which are spent with the Loving Husband. Then off to bed! No time to write.
The past year has been crazy. I am amazed how things can change so drastically, yet we find our way, find new patterns, find new likes and dislikes, all while watching the miracle of a little boy learn and grow. He does something new to make me laugh every day. So, in the spirit of new patterns, I am going to try to write more, either on here or offline. The Tot's birth story is on it way... along with other posts. But for now, Happy Birthday to my little Tater Tot! You are a year old! (or you were, this post is late!)
