it can't be this good. but it is.

have you ever listened to the sound of your voice after it was recorded in video or, maybe worse, as your phone's voicemail playback? if it sounds anything like mine, and it surely can not possibly come close!, it's this horrific screeching sound that turns any semi-intelligable substance of a thought into nails on chalkboard garbage (my husband would argue this is where my true confidence is going to start to shine brightly). the sound i hear in my head every time i write a new blog post and read it back as i skim it for errors (upon errors, upon errors that i sometimes find and fix weeks later because it drives me bananas) is that sound. that same piercing voice going on, and on, and on. and that's not what this was supposed to be about. this was a henry thing. this was a 'my family and me thing'. because it's this incredible period in my life where i wake up every morning and thank the good lord for the miracle that is my life, and darn it i want to remember this time. that's what this space is.

do you know that i am literally living, every single day, the very fantasy that i created in my head and as i played as a little girl? and what's even more astounding is that it's even better than that little pig-tailed girl had imagined. because my son, he's got this really great personality that levels me daily. and my husband is so good. do i need to stress that more? you know how people casually throw out the word "good" to describe the things that aren't bad, giving them the minimal amount of credit, because, well, it wasn't bad? and unfortunately, somewhere along the line we turned the word "good" into "almost bad". but look it up. we've morphed the word from its true meaning. but now when i tell you that my husband is this word, you know that he's everything. he's t.h.e. husband in the books, you guys. he's really, really good.

and as my life has turned into this crazy version of itself, where all my dreams came true, i still find myself wanting, hoping for more. and that's just nuts! absolutely crazy. and because of that burn in me that's constantly convincing me i "need" more and urging me to seek out the other side of the fence (because it's greeeeeeeen, you guys!), i forget all that i have right here. right here!



it's these guys. i have these guys. they're mine. by law. by blood. and they're in love with me back. that's the breathtaking piece, that's where all of this really gets good!

i hope you're good too. i hope you're staying warm in this mid-january cold, because sometimes, even next to the fire it's impossible to stay warm, you know what i mean? don't lose your warmth. i'm really working on that these days :)