Man, I can’t believe how fast Christmas came and went. I know we’re only into the first week of January but it still feels like Christmas was ages ago. I mean, I technically still have both my trees up but that’s only because I’ve been too lazy to take them down, and if there were down, I would most definitely be convinced that Christmas happened months ago. Nate sure had a blast this year; as hard as this age with is has been with him (because, well, threenager) I absolutely loved seeing how excited he was at Christmas. He’s finally at the age where he understands Santa and although he’s still terrified of him in person, watching him help put out the cookie and milk and getting excited when he saw everything Santa had brought him just made my heart so happy. Plus, this being Eli’s very first Christmas made things extra special; something about having a new baby at Christmas makes things even more magical.
Things have gotten better this month around here too. Yes, there’s still hard days but for the most part, things are getting onto a better schedule. I think a lot of my stress around November came from trying to get insurance for my small business. I kept getting turned down by insurance brokers due to the nature of the products I’ve been making and I was being hard on myself thinking if I failed at this business after only two months then why should I have even tried in the first place. Luckily, I was able to find a high risk business broker and received a manageable premium. Eli is getting into a better schedule right now which has also made this month easier on me. He’s waking up more frequently in the night but he’s actually napping longer during the day which is preventing those massive evening meltdowns which were making me want to pull my hair out and snapping at Kurt for the smallest of things because I was just so done by 5 pm. I’m feeling better about a lot of things this month which has been a wonderful feeling going into 2018 with.
What I am having a hard time with though, is knowing that my baby will be turning six months this month! I remember when Nate turned six months, that’s when the back-to-work panic started setting in. Don’t get me wrong, having my regular pay checks and being able to communicate with adults will be nice and all but I’m so not ready to be going back. I know I will still have another six months but considering just how quickly these past six months went, I feel like I’m going to blink and I’ll be walking back onto my unit at the hospital. I genuinely like all my co-workers and my job (most of the time) but I just want to stay home snuggling my little baby all day, every day!