This is the latest I've ever put up my tree, and it's not even done. I cant seem to catch up since Thanksgiving. I have this little "Christmas Corner" that feels kind of pitiful..

I feel like I'm bursting with energy to really dig in and make this house "Ours" and yet it seems like its in a constant state of chaos lately..






And have I mentioned Axel cries.. A LOT. SO I dont get to do all the things I would like. Somedays things get done with a crying baby in the background. Somedays having two little kids really kicks my butt.

Then this sweet face shows up and things arent so bad.
Axel and I haven't quite found our groove yet, but I'm so happy he is here I get choked up just thinking about life without him. He has truly filled a very empty spot in my heart that has been aching for another little boy. I cant tell you how lovely it is to have a baby boy this time of year to hold in my arms, when three years ago I was dying to hold my first son who was too far away in the NICU.

So even though I may not feel so comfortable in my body at the moment, or the clutter of my house is making my hair stand on its end... I can take comfort in the joy that I dont get to take any of these things to heaven. Honestly the only things I get to take to heaven with me are my boys, and isnt that really the only thing that matters?
~ remind me of this tomorrow when they are both screaming and I'm opening up my own Ebay account to see how much two fussy boys go for these days :)
Hope your holidays are joyful and remember to slow down and enjoy the little things, because it all goes by too fast.