There was a time between October 2009 and July of 2012 where I rarely wrote here, if any.
Most months were a single post with a picture, and not much else. Let’s call them “The Missing Years” of And Baby Makes 6.
You know how you feel sometimes when something really great happens, and you just don’t want to talk about it because you want to savor it? Right. That feeling.
Our life changed dramatically when we moved to the coast.
New home, new job, new schools, new life. It was such a magical time of exploring and every day was priceless.
Our first Christmas here was in 2007. It was was so precious, I wanted to bottle it up and keep it on a shelf so that anytime I was feeling down I could open it up and feel all the magic and love that was there during that enchanting time.
I didn’t want to share it with anyone.
I traveled home during that season to spend some time with my family and never posted a word about it.
I think that is one of the things about reading a blog that can be so intriguing….that space in between posts that leave so many questions.
OMG, her face in this pic. I want to eat her up.
There were a lot of spaces in between in our life online….especially in regards to Christmas.
Our Christmases were never blogged about much.
Like the year my mother and I handmade blankets for each of the boys.
They still have those blankets and sleep with them. In fact, Cory took his away to college with him.
Yoda was a treasured gift. We still have him too after all these years.
So many cookies decorated and baked….
And left for Santa…
Special gifts that will always be remembered.
Many St. Nicholas days gone by.
There were many Feasts of the 7 fishes engrained in our memories that I never shared.
And Christmas days hidden from view of all others.
This blog was, for me, a place to write down all of the things I knew one day would be enveloped in a misty haze.
Scrolling through the years here is like a cold front that comes in and whisks that fog away, revealing the memories clearly.
As we approach this Christmas season I plan on sharing more than I did in the past. Mainly because when I look back at all the things I did not document here for my kids, I sort of regret the missing years.
And honestly, I don’t have patience for regrets.
“Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs” ~ Charles Dickens.