.What life is all about.

 While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.

.Angela Schwindt.

She teaches me that life can be about reckless abandonment, and moving fast every day because there is so much to see, and to be friendly to everyone even if it is not returned, and that it's okay to hold back for a minute and take it all in, and that sometimes there's too much to do to be worried about hair and matching socks, but that you must always be careful of what you say and how you say it, and that keeping up with emails, and phone calls, and social networking is so gosh darn not important in the big scheme of things, and that sitting and watching others is boring compared to trying yourself, and that a meal is best tasted when shared, and who wants to wake up in a rush, but laying back and letting the sunlight break through into your windows is such a better way to start the day, and to be selective in your hugs and kisses, but when you choose to partake, give it your all, and also, to try new things gingerly, but not nervously, because eventually we'll figure out the way.

We'll figure it out some way, and if it hurts us in the process, well then we'll run to our comfort and seek solace until we're ready to try again.

.This guy.

This guy.

It's been a long run and yet I find myself always learning something new about him.  How easily we transition our roles from partners to best friends to co-parents to roomates to sweethearts.  We can dream together, and we can be responsible adults.  We can bring ourselves to tears in laughter, and we have heated discussions with no resolve.  We kiss and we bicker, and we hope and we complain, but through it all we rely on each other to get through this challenging and beautiful life together.

I am so proud of you.

I'm hard on you,

but then I miss you when you're away.

I love you like crazy.

Happy Valentine's Day my G.

.This go around.

I feel so bad.

I documented so much of my pregnancy with Dylan, and this poor baby is getting little attention.  Maybe it's because more than half of it has flown by already (how??).  Maybe it's because I'm much less neurotic this go-around.  Most likely though, it's because I'm so overwhelmed with trying to finish this doctorate, while working full-time and chasing after an adorable toddler, that I haven't even given myself a moment to process much about what's going on in my body.

We aren't completely neglecting littlest baby girl though, as we're making headway with her room and planning a small party to celebrate her addition to our family.  Still, I have a lot of to do and don't even get me started on the emotions involved in enjoying these last few months with just my sweet Dylan.

In total, I'm kind of a mess these days.  Continue to bear with me if you will.

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