Lesson(s) Learned

I don’t know about you, but winter can really zoink the energy and life right out of me, sometimes. {Well, for now at least, I’m blaming winter.} I can quite literally go to bed suuuuper early, sleep all throughout the night (more or less), and then find myself more exhausted when I wake up in the morning. In attempts to never want to get out of my nice, warm, flannel sheets and out and into the cold, I then aim to go for the gold with sleeping, round two, the Daytime Nap edition. Maybe it’s because I’m a Florida girl at heart. Winter and I just don’t jive. At all. Or maybe it’s because I’m a girl and allow low moods to overtake me sometimes, no matter what the season is. And. For. Seemingly. No. Reason. At. All. Maybe (and much more likely) it’s this: I now have a spaghetti-squash-sized human little girl, living and growing inside of me, that I carry everywhere I go. I love her already with all of my heart…. and, apparently, all of my energy, too. Whatever may b...

Yesterday, Jeff and I started a Hazard family tradition that we hope to do every year from here on out with our little (growing!) family. It's an oh-so-simple idea, but its implications are far-too-profound to skip over or miss out on. I'm not exactly sure how the idea came to me or how we settled upon the fact that this should become a family tradition down-through-the-years, but I do know the idea came to me at just-the-right-time. Somewhere amidst the madness that is Christmas preparation, I began to think of the fact that this would be Jeff and my first Christmas together, New Year's, and so on. Not only our "firsts" together as a married couple, but also our "only" ones to celebrate together - just the two of us - as a family, BTB. (That's how we refer to everything that comes Before The Baby.) With this in mind, I wanted not only to make these days/holiday times special, but I wanted to start some family traditions that would be three things:...