Welp. . . in a some ways 2015 has been stellar, and in some ways it’s been ROUGH.
The down-side of January was that we were SICK.
We all got cruddy-nasty-yuckiness.
(My poor babies with honey and potato slices on their eyes to try and defeat a rough case of pink-eye. We slept like this, all three of us in Little-Love’s bed. It’s been a rather sleepless month.)
And I wish I could say it was all behind us, but alas.
My babies still wake-up coughing, this morning I have a pounding headache, the hubby still has lingering chest congestion.
At this point I’m burning sage and calling witch doctors. . . kinda.
Actually I just dropped a small fortune on essential oils and am defusing non-stop in every room.
I’ll try anything at this point.
I kinda pride myself on my abilities to create a safe, comfortable, relaxing space for my family. I believe that it is one of my main jobs as the stay-at-home mom/wife of this family.
I want my home to be safe.
And not just in the psychological sense, or spiritual sense but also I want our home to literally be physically safe.
I’m half way there, I don’t have a bunch of safety hazards to navigate. No land mines lying about — so, that’s a plus.
But I definitely could step up the sickness prevention side of things.
Thus, the months salary spent on the hippy-dippy oil stuff.
(Truth be told I’m sorta a sucker for hippy-crap.)
We shall see.
The plus side of January is that we did get quite a few of things checked off our list.
We got a few rooms organized:
I cannot tell you how much joy being able to actually buy my husband a gift brought me.
He is really loving having a garage again and has actually tackled a few projects around the house for me as well.
So, January wasn’t all bad.
And I know that February is going to be a rather full month for us as well: full of vacations, visits, holiday’s, our Little-Love’s birthday.
I’m just praying it will also be sickness free.
And speaking of birthdays, 27 years ago today this gem of a sister-in-law was born:
Isn’t she lovely?
Happy birthday, Aunt Pizza!
And Happy February to errr-body else!