I have grown a lot in the last few years, in leaps and bounds that even I never would have anticipated. Last week I was talking with a girl from high school that I haven't seen in a few years and it slapped me in the face: I have my 10 year renunion in a little over a year. I thought there was so much more time than that, but life has passed so fast. With jobs, and munchkins, and marriage 10 years has flown by. Kris and I celebrated 5 years this last August, Mei is in first grade, and I'm rocking a minivan (something I SWORE I would never do). It would appear that the last ten year have been stealthily sneaking up on my tush while I've been changing diapers and writing essays.
However, in hindsight it is good to know that there is so little that I would truly change once I look at it all. Pretty much everything we have done has strengthened us individually or maritally. We have had our ups and downs (anyone who says their relationship is perfect is either lying, delusional, or heavily medicated) but we have struggled through the worst and come to terms with how it has shaped us. We are stronger, smarter, and love more fiercely than we have in the past. Many have asked us in times of trial why we continue on. The answer is simple: why stop? We have come so far, what is the point of traveling backwards or even worse abandoning the journey? That would only prove to make us weaker and it would leave me sleeping in a bed all alone. I hate sleeping alone. Blech. Every trial and tribulation we face bring us that much closer to each other, it shapes who we are becoming, and we appreciate every grueling successful step that much more.
That said, here is some good stuff about munchkins!
Kira is doing well in school. First grade is going fantastic. She still struggles in areas, but overall she is succeeding. She is right on with most of her classmates. She is still the barbie fiend she always has been, at last count her barbie collection was somewhere in the high 30's. She is madly in love with shiny things, if I didn't know better I'd swear she was part crow or raccoon. I kid you not, the child can spot a single piece of confetti from 2 miles away (OK, maybe a little kidding, but it's pretty impressive!)
Loralai is ever the wild child. She cannot be left alone for even 5 seconds without tearing the entire house apart. Went to the bathroom this morning and came out to half a gallon of milk, a 2 lb block of cheese, and a few other assorted things on my kitchen floor. And the fridge was locked ... go figure. I wanted a little boy so bad, and it would appear that I have a boy in every aspect aside from gender. She is mischievous, hyper, and so adorable she makes my heart ache.
Seraphina. My little Nina. Big cheeks, small mouth, and a voice you'd have to hear to believe. You would never guess such a loud noise could come out of such a tiny little mouth. She is learning much quicker than I remember either of the other two catching onto things. She is already climbing chairs and starting to talk. She is going to be blowing full sentences right around the time Loralai starts if they keep going at this rate. I worry for her though and often find myself doting on her simply because she is the youngest and I worry that she will be left out. But something tells me that her tiny lips will let me know if she needs anything :)
I have no doubt that this little family of ours will fair well in the long run. We are all strong in our own way, and we each bring something important to our crazy little world. The days are sometimes longer than I would like them to be, and the nights are always shorter, but every second is so worth the hours of sleep deprivation, the mountains of laundry, and all the diapers. It's the little things that matter the most.
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