Iron Man and Elmo are tucked into bed, completely exhausted from a night full of trick-or-treating, and Mommy and Daddy are headed to bed soon, too, also exhausted from a night full of trick-or-treating. But I’ve got that flutter in my tummy, those butterflies in my stomach…tomorrow starts my favorite month of the year…
This month, on the 10th, I will celebrate four years of being a mom, when my little guy gets another year older. When he blows out the candles, I will wish that I could remember every word he says, every time he makes me laugh, and every minute he is the perfect big brother to his little sister.
This month my little girl will turn two on the 25th. My Annie, who is already every bit of the woman I ever dreamed she could be, wrapped up in that little body, and who gives the best hugs you could ever ask for.
Of course we’ll celebrate Thanksgiving (or as I like to call it: the day before I get to decorate for Christmas!). We’ll spend the day with family, and the kiddos will gobble up every minute of the attention they get from their grandparents. I’ll wake up early the next morning, grab a quick cup of coffee, and quickly get to the decorating…and probably realize at dinner time, when we’re breaking out the turkey and stuffing leftovers, that I’m still in my pajamas.
And I’ll finish out the month on the 30th celebrating ten years with the love of my life. Ten years ago that day I walked into a bar, completely clueless that my life would change forever that night. To whoever said you’ll never find the man of your dreams in a bar: you couldn’t have been more wrong.
I hope you enjoy this upcoming month as much as I know I will!
Nikki, In Stitches