One Year

I wake up at 6 am most mornings now.  For a year I couldn't do that.  I was so tired.  So very tired.  For almost an entire school year my kids were late for school EVERY SINGLE DAY.  Really, it's true.  That's so embarrassing.  For almost an entire year I was awake in the middle of the night.  Sometimes it was just once. Sometimes twice...and on the worst nights it was even three times.  For a year my children's homework has been finished...half way.  Emily did homework and never turned it in...over and over.  Rachel got spelling tests that only got practiced sometimes.  Ben just didn't turn stuff in and came home with a list of missing assignments 20 long.  My strict rules about computer time have slacked.  My determination to get the kids into something...anything...has failed.  I was true to my new years resolution in 2013...that I would have no resolutions...because I only had one thing that really had to be accomplished for a year.  I knew, on number 5, that this was a big freaking effort.  I would have very little time for anything else. 

 

He is beautiful..handsome...amazing. He walks, he talks (mama, dada, nighnigh), he laughs, he makes us laugh.  He is a giant effort for everyone.  We all raise him and put in our time to make him happy.  Sarah even does her share of helping raise him...she is a bit too good at discipline and enforcement.  She does love him though.   Ben, Rachel and Emily take turns giving him attention.  Babysitting when they are asked.  I'd hope they would start changing his diapers, but apparently that is still a job they will only do in the most dire of circumstaces.  The fact remains, even if they aren't willing to change his poopies, the older kids love Dave just as much as I do.  

 So, as I come out of a year of fog I rejoice in the fact that any failures that occured this year were on behalf of a sweet little boy that has changed all of us for the better.  Love you Davie.