I feel a little guilty about not taking more pictures of London, about not documenting her every move like I did with Brinley. I really do want to document more because I love having these memories to look back on, but the truth is, I've just been too busy loving her. And loving Brinley and spending time with them along with the rest of my family. Someone said to me the other day, "You seem so happy." and my response was, "Thanks, I am!" I can't even begin to tell you want these two beautiful children have done for me. They both came at just the right time. I feel so complete (at least for now).
I have such a great job and was so blessed to be able to take over 3 months off of work and I loved the heck out of it. My girls and I had so much fun together and Dustin and I went to the gym together every night (sounds silly, but this is one of our favorite things in the world). I loved this time and although I should have been documenting it, I was too busy loving it.
The night we came home from Arizona London rolled over from her stomach to her back. She seems to be growing so much faster than Brinley did. I guess that's because Brinley didn't grow. Lunnie is so sweet! I tell people, all babies are sweet, but she's extra sweet. I'm excited to see who she will become because she is such a little angel right now.
Thanksgiving was good. I love having a day to reflect on the blessings in my life. Black Friday was tiring and of course we kept our tradition of making Gingerbread houses.
I told my work that I would be back shortly after Thanksgiving. I really had mixed emotions about this. I put some serious thought into quitting my job. I don't work because I have to. I choose to work, but I also don't work because I don't want to take care of my own kids. It's way more complicated than that. I just try to do what I honestly feel is best for my entire family. I'm eternally thankful for my sisters who help me out with my kiddos while I am at work. Without them, I just don't think I could do it. I'm the ultimate mother bear when it comes to protecting my kids and they respect me. They know what I'm paranoid about, they know my kids can't have pop because I'm a food snob, they know not to give them too much sugar, they know if I freak out about something I will get over it the next day. They love my kids and I couldn't ask for better babysitters.
