Happy New Year!

It is the very first day of a brand new year. Who knows what this year will bring. It is crazy to think how your life can change in one year. A whole new person can be added to your life in one year. Someone very dear can be taken away. It is both scary and exhilarating to think of all the possibilities for this coming year.

I am not one who makes New Years resolutions, and I don't plan to start this year. Instead I thought I would leave you with some of my hopes and dreams for this coming year.

1- Now that Benny has almost completely weened himself from breastfeeding I hope that my boobs do not shrink and shrivel even smaller than their prebreastfeeding size. Even more than that I hope that they do not hang and sag like some half-deflated sad little balloons.

2- Because it has been too slippery and snowy outside to run, and my treadmill is not working out for me, I hope my ghetto bootie does not get any bigger. I just barely fit into my old jeans, but if this butt gets any bigger they will surely rip under the strain revealing my sad little cotton undies. No one wants to see that.

3- I hope that Ben decides to take naps on his own seeing how his new fad of sleeping on me through his naps is driving me CRAZY!

4- I hope that the boys do not get even one little cold for the rest of the winter season. I know, I know, not likely. A girl can dream, right?

5- I hope that this new fancy, schmancy computer the hubby set up yesterday does not lock up every 32 seconds like the old computer did.

6- Our downstairs shower is FINALLY done, and I am begging and pleading the remodel gods that nothing else goes wrong, and the hubby and I can finally USE the shower after almost 4 months of dust, dirt, noise, destruction, construction, cleaning, more destruction and then reconstruction again.

While these things would all be great bonuses, what I really want is to be able to accept whatever God's will is for me and my family. The past two years have definitely given us some worrisome times, and I am ashamed to admit that I start this new year out with some intrepidation. I know God always has our best interest at heart. I know His plan for us is better than any I could imagine. Still, I want what I want. I want my mom to be with us for at least another 15 years . I don't want my dad to suffer through a horrible disease. I want everyone to be happy and healthy. I guess in short, I want life to be easy, which I know it isn't.

What ever this new year brings I pray for the strength and wisdom to handle it.
Happy New Year, everyone!