2012

…Happy New Year…

I hope that 2012 brings much love and happiness into your life.  I hope to grow in the next year, accomplish things, push myself…but I think if I had to pick one resolution it would be:

to cherish.

Life over the last few months has been a whirlwind…while amazing, I have found myself pressing forward and not enjoying the now.

Not cherishing the moment…

…and these moments are passing me by too quickly.

…Letter to my littlest love…

Sweet little Ellie.

You are amazing beyond words.

I’ve been busy this summer, and even though I see you every day…I feel like I am missing you.

I leave my baby every morning and come back to an independent little girl.

You know so many things!  You are brilliant!  You are stringing words together as fast as you can say them…you repeat everything that you hear…

…and you have the sweetest little heart.

Tonight, while we waited for Bret to pick us up, we started coloring.  And you told me “I color you fo-wers, mommy!”

And you did.  Sweet little scribbles that melted my heart.

I simply cannot wait to see who you become.

…but for now…stay small.

Drink “coffee” with me…

And snuggle…

…and wear a bag over your head and run around like a silly goose…

…and dance wildly in the kitchen…

…just because you can.

You bring my heart so much joy…and remind me of who I can be.

I love you.

…lazy Sunday sick days…

Oh, goodness!

The fall cold has crept into our home and made its way through the ranks. I’m it’s latest victim.

This has resulted in me laying on my ass for the last 2 days, sneezing and attempting not to cough too hard (since it’s the cough that makes your throat and chest feel as if it’s on fire).

Ellie has been amazing at entertaining herself while I lay around. We’ve gotten in lots of snuggles and reading. It’s actually been pretty nice, despite the black lung.

Off to soak myself in my hippy bath salts. I just went INSANE in the organic section of Shaw’s.

…and so we begin…

No. 43, Part I

The BCBA.

After the tedious process of jumping through the hoops to be cleared to take the exam, I really feel like this should be broken into 3 parts…

But tonight I sit at home, chilled to the bone with the sniffles and a swollen throat, one step closer to being a Board Certified Behavior Analyst.

Which basically means I will be able to do the job I’ve been doing, but be reimbursed by certain insurances.

An accomplishment, for sure, but one that has to be done for me to have a job in the great state of North Carolina.  And Lord knows how bad I want to get there!

The test was fairly uneventful…and I really don’t have a feeling about it either way.  I don’t feel like it was overly bad…but I also don’t feel like I rocked its’ socks off either.

I wrapped up, only taking 3 of my 4 allotted hours, and decided to take the train home rather than wait for Bret to get through traffic to get me. It will be faster…or so I thought.

I should have just given up after I got caught in bus spray on the way out of the building…but anyone who knows me knows that simply is not my style.  So I buried my chin in my chest, and pressed forward as if I fully intended on walking 10 blocks through the middle of a thunderstorm.

I got three and couldn’t see anymore, so I camped out in the doorway of a Sprint store for half an hour while soupy puddles of water gathered in the cobbled streets.  It was once the rain lifted a bit (and I could actually see across the street) that I noticed I was on a T stop.  So a quick train ride to Southie, and I just missed the commuter to the South Shore.

Rather than lament the fact that I was now stuck in Boston for an additional hour and half, I treated myself to a BOOK FOR FUN and cozied up with a chai latte.

The Help.

…and I made it ~70 pages in that hour and a half, despite testing my face off for 3 hours before that.  That is how good it is!

I made it home to a little chick who greeted me with “MommmmmmiiiiEEE!!! I love you!  I miss you!” and a death grip around my neck when we left the car.

Snuggles, stories before bed, and a quick post to the great unknown out in internet land.

Not bad for a day…

…if only this is follow-up with good news in ~45 days.

…inching back in…little by little…

It’s 5:22am and my girl is sleeping. I’ve been up since 4:30…but that’s kind of been life lately.

I have ~9 more weeks in Boston, and there are simply NOT enough hours in a day to complete all of the tasks ahead of me…

…which I why I am routinely up at 4:30, and literally falling asleep where I stand by 11pm.

This is not to complain…just explain where I’ve been.

Life here is super exciting…I just need to force myself to set aside time to document it. Because that’s just the damn thing…it’s moving too fast.

My little is this fiery independent little nut. She’s simply hilarious and all wrapped up in this sweet little package who loves to “caddoh”. I’m in love with her and make no secrets about my desire to have another one just like her…

…but that’s not possible, because sweet Ellie is simply one of a kind.

Okay, back to my studies. I’m sitting for the BCBA tomorrow…and why I’m even throwing it out there – I don’t know. I shouldn’t claim taking it until I pass. But life is about chances and putting yourself out there, I guess.

So I’m sitting for the BCBA…only the biggest test since taking the GRE. And I’m not exactly pumped for it.