First Snow Day 2017

The first snow of 2017 came earlier than all the years I have been in Atlanta.  Friday December 8th.  I went to work that morning not expecting the tiny flurries would turn into six inches of snowfall.  Code White was called at work but I escaped just in time to get Olivia from school.  We were outside for only 30 min tops.  No one had appropriate snow clothing.  Where are my Uggs when I need them?!  My lips were numb at end of the walk.  Olivia, with a lot of coaxing, touched the snow but refused to walk in it.  That's not surprising at all, my little cautious bunny. 

Snow bunny wearing my scarf and mittens.  

How did 2017 start?  I can't seem to remember.  I turned 35, Olivia turned 2, and we decided this is the year to uproot our family from one suburbia to another.  We made one life changing decisions after another.  So far, no regrets.  Life is all about plowing ahead.

Olivia is bravely wading through toddlerhood.  She is moody and embraces it fully (often reminding me "mommy I'm grouchy").  She is eating better, sleeping more, and sick less.  Really, what else could we ask for.  Less tantrums?  Oh yeah, that would be nice.  Her little personality is both inquisitive and painfully shy.  She would talk excitedly about seeing family and friends but once face to face, clings to me like a little tree monkey.  I try not to get too impatient with her.  I mean, we are talking about grandma that takes her swimming every week!!  Toddlerhood defies logic.  Period.

This new baby in my belly is very quiet.  She kicks me and demands to be acknowledged from time to time, but most days I barely think about her (I do think about how big I am.  That I think about every day).  It's like she knows her big sister will only have our undivided for a few more months.  Isla.  We have high hopes for you Isla, especially in the department of sleeping and eating.  No pressure...