Before I know it we're going to have a one year old and a three year old. Absolutely crazy, I tell you.
What is also crazy is how much I intended to do this year. I told myself that each month I would update Sprout's baby book and at the same time I would do The Bean's, since it didn't get done when he was a baby. Well, I think I have her birth information recorded and that's it. Likewise for The Bean. Shameful. I've wanted to crochet up a new warm hat for the ever-growing little boy too, but that has yet to happen. Nevermind the new cupcake recipe that I want to try out or the fact that I need to vacuum again. There always seems to be something that needs to get done. Sometimes it's quite overwhelming.
Admittedly, I can be a bit of a perfectionist and sometimes that leads me putting things off until I feel that I can devote the time necessary to do them properly. Thing is, it's hard to find the time anymore. I get little pockets, like now, when Sprout is sleeping, but it's easy to piddle those away. Anyway, what I'm trying to make myself realize is that I need to use those little pockets to just do the things on my to do list. And not just the things that need immediate attention, like the vacuuming or the dishes, but things the bigger projects too. The crocheting and the baby books. Ten minutes here and ten minutes there adds up over the course of a week or two and I might actually accomplish some of the things I want to get done.
I guess rather than blathering on here about it anymore I should go... there's a book I've been reading since June that's calling me...