I am feeling so grateful this year.
It seems different this year.
It could be the sense of peace I am feeling about my life.
It could be the excitement that I feel to share this magical month with two little boys, who don't quite get it yet.
It could be that I am proud of myself for trying hard to share with my children the true meaning of Christmas.
It could be that I have *almost* learned to walk away from the everyday stress of work, especially this season and know I gave it my best.
And if for what ever reason, my best wasn't good enough that day I have excepted it and moved on.
It is too important a time of year to let anything ruin it for me and my family.
It is just too magical.
I'm pretty sure I have said that sentence to my team already 14000 times.
I *think* they think I'm a leeeetle loony.
(Insert shrug here)
I'm trying to find everyday magical moments that make me smile this month.
To look beyond the temper tantrums and hissy fits.
Trying to smile and nod, even when I know I am right and someone may be wrong.
Tonight my kids went to bed late.
J was having trouble settling and M was wired from an afternoon nap that he rarely takes anymore.
I was in their bedroom, cuddling, soothing and rocking J.
In the dark I could see M rocking back and forth, mimicking my movements.
They are precisely what I am talking about.
Special little moments that make me happy to be right where I am.
Don't get me wrong, I will most definitely have a tantrum or two of my own this month when the boys do something to frustrate me.
But my goal is to slow down, enjoy the little things, and try to watch this season through my children's eyes.
Join me won't you?