I'm a number person. I love numbers, which might lead one to think that I love math, but I don't. I don't hate math, but I don't really care for it either. Sounds strange I know ~ to love numbers but not love math. The fact that I'm not very good at math could have a lot to do with that, but that's beside the point. So I am a number person. I remember birthdays, anniversaries, phone numbers, addresses ~ anything that has to do with numbers. I love number patterns, the way numbers relate to each other and most of all, how true numbers are. A given amount of something is the same amount no matter what language you are speaking. Eight apples is eight apples. Period. So now here we are at the end of 2009. We are ending the first decade of the millennium. What does this mean for a number person like me? Well let's see:
1) This is the first odd numbered year since the millennium that I am not pregnant for New Years Eve.
2001 pregnant with Ben
2003 pregnant with Kate
2005 pregnant with Will
2007 pregnant with Cam
2009 ~ not pregnant!
(I say that deserves a toast in and of itself!)
2) Since you are bright people you can probably figure this one out, but I'll put it in writing anyway. 2010 will be the first even numbered year since 2000 that we will not be bringing a new baby home. While this was a decision we both made and stand firmly behind but it doesn't come without a hint of sadness in my heart.
3) 2010 will be the year I turn 35! ACKKK!!
4) Everyone else in this household will turn even numbers ~ Jon 34, Ben 8, Kate 6, Will 4 and Cam 2. Even numbers for the even years, odd for the odd. Love it! (Funny how I am the one born in an odd year and don't follow that rule. But I was born in a 5 year, so it's always easy to figure out how old I am, which as we get older can be hard to remember ;)
The last decade of my life, and the first decade of the millennium, has been dedicated to growing, birthing, nursing and caring for babies. It's what I have done for a long time. My body is very good at it. I love newborns. Giving birth is a powerful and amazing gift that we women have. That part of my life has come to an end. A decade of babyhood is about to be behind me, and in the next decade?? Well, I guess in a way I don't really know. My kids will grow, that much is a given. The next ten years is sure to be as much, if not more, of a whirlwind and roller coaster ride as the last. I just pray to God that I am half as good at being a Mom to growing kids with complicated issues as I was at tending to my newborns. I have a feeling that this past decade is going to be one I look back on and wish to relive. I will long for the days of cranky toddlers, irrational preschoolers, emotional kindergartners and sassy first graders. I will beg for five minutes with each of my kids instead of longing for five minutes of solitude. I will miss the days when I just didn't have time to take a shower, get dressed or finish my coffee before noon. My morning runs will be spent day dreaming of time with my kids instead of my hectic mornings with the kids spent day dreaming of running. The last ten years may have been the most life changing, but the next ten will be by far the hardest. I better buckle up and rest up, I have a feeling we are in for one hell of a bumpy ride!
Happy New Year Everyone! Stay Happy, Stay Healthy and Stay in Touch!