Blogiversary...

Checking today I realized I was a month late on my blogiversary. Yup, one year ago July I started this blog. Now my being late shouldn't come as a surprise. I tend more often than not to be late for most things these days. How I managed to get daughter to school every day but two last year tends to amaze me.

I didn't always be this way. Way back when I used to be a perfectionist. I ALWAYS had to be on time. The only exceptions were when driving to school with my sister as we always had to go out to breakfast. I had no choice (well except to ride the bus..) and had to face the fact that at least 2-3 days a week would require a stop for breakfast. But anything else and I would be there early. So what happened? Husband happened. Then kids.

Husband is the laid-back- I'll get there when I get there type of person. Doctor's appointments, parties, church. It doesn't matter. We all used to joke that he would be late for our wedding (He wasn't)... Then came the kids. And well hey, we ALWAYS go through a 20 minute timewarp stepping out our door. I swear we lose 20 minutes just walking from the door to the van. I don't know how. Maybe I need to check and make sure our clocks are set right... Luckily, most people understand. And I've come to realize that being a little late isn't that big of a deal most times. The world isn't going to end if I'm not there on time.

Anyway back on topic... Blogiversary...

While I haven't had much to say over the past year, I do enjoy reading everyone's blogs. And hey, some of you have come back to read mine...even better some of you keep coming back. It must be the pictures. I can say, the last year, I think I've learned to relax even more. I've learned that some things are just out of my control and I need to let them flow. I've learned how to let go. I've learned that kids will be kids and that mine ARE normal (okay maybe not). But most of all, I learned that we are all in the same boat. We don't always know where we are headed or what we are doing, but that someday, somehow, we'll survive parenthood.