I didn’t plan it, but I got the Christmas do-over I wanted when I finally felt better.
I had the flu in the days leading up to Christmas, forcing me to miss some gatherings I had been looking forward to with my extended relatives and some friends. I managed to do some Christmas celebrating with family and friends once my fever broke and I was feeling somewhat better. But my cough and snot lingered. I ended up going back to the doctor and learning I had bronchitis and an ear infection.
Yep, another ear infection: My sixth in not quite a year. (Yes, I have an appointment with the ENT in a couple of weeks.)
But then last week Greg and I went on a road trip back to Louisville, where the flu forced me to miss out, and Lexington because he was gifted tickets for the Kentucky vs. Texas A&M basketball game (thank, Mom!) and had a training for work.
We were gone for 30 hours without the kids and that included driving about four hours there and back, sleeping, Greg’s real estate attorney training and networking, my mom and I shopping, lunching with one of my best friends and her family, driving around where we lived our first year of marriage and reminiscing, eating dinner with another dear friend and her husband, and going to the UK basketball game.
(Yes, take a deep breath now. I needed to when I got home.)
Worth pointing out: I seriously can’t tell you the last time I hung out with my mom and nobody else. No husband. No kids. No siblings. No nieces or nephews. Just me and mom. I was so happy for those hours together, and the fact my search for a new coat was doubly successful.
Then I had a couple “normal” days of packing lunches, picking up kids from school, taking my boy to get an allergy shot, and general household management. I should mention that on Wednesday and Thursday the temperature was in the 60s. On Friday, we had freezing rain that turned to snow, eventually leaving us with a couple inches of ice and four or so inches of snow. SNOW DAY!
(Welcome to Kentucky with its crazy weather!)
With Martin Luther King Day on Monday, we had a FOUR-DAY WEEKEND WITH NO PLANS!
Of course, I made a little plan, but it didn’t involve leaving my house! And the four-day weekend became five days, and then six days, and then I wondered when I’d leave my house again!
I decided to potty train Rachel. We had a stack of undies, a Minnie potty seat that goes on the regular toilet, and some leftover Christmas M&Ms – you know, basically all the necessities. For those of you who care, she’s been doing a good job.
When I wasn’t escorting my two-year-old girl to the bathroom, I read “In Bloom” by Kayla Aimee (coming soon – I’m excited to tell you more!), scrapbooked many pages in the Project Life app, watched “Frozen” more times than I can count, watched basketball, ate food I cooked, played in the snow (hello, one of my new coats!), started working a puzzle with Cate, and played games. My kids watched movies and built Lego creations – sometimes even together without fighting. Cate made crafts and read books. Ben and Greg put together a puzzle.
Most importantly, I feel like with my quick road trip and all the time I had home with my people, I got the Christmas do-over I knew I wanted but didn’t expect to receive. Now that’s a gift!
Given that crazy weather I just told you about, I’ve been thinking about my porch. I walk on it every time I go in and out of the house, but I miss being on it. I miss the poolside gatherings. I miss the stories that are shared and the memories made.
So I wanted to invite y’all over to share stories here anyway – on my blog this time! My heart behind #PorchStories is for people to share their real-life stories so we can come alongside each other with prayers and encouragement.
With the new year, maybe you’re learning something new, creating a new rhythm, or finding freedom somewhere new. Newness is refreshing. I’d love to hear more about whatever freshness is falling upon your life. It doesn’t have to be complicated or deep. It just has to be from your real life.
Who wants to share? Just email me 500-700 words, a short bio, a picture of yourself, and any other image you might have to share. I’m hoping to scatter these among my own stories in the coming weeks on the blog. Let me know if you have any questions.
Welcome to the wintry porch, friends. I’m so glad to have you here.
Speaking of stories, yesterday in conjunction with my post about how Januarys have changed me I shared about how my book – both the paperback and Kindle versions – are on sale for the rest of this month.