Happy Birthday to My New Blog!

Well...here it goes. My very own blog. A place where my thoughts and memories can forever be preserved and one day shared. I hope to look back at my words and pictures as a way to capture all of those "little" moments that in the end wind up being anything but little. As a matter of fact, it really is those tiny, gone in the blink of an eye moments that we wind up fondly reminiscing about. I feel as though days are just flying by lately and maybe its an effort to relish the moment or suck the marrow out of everything that is NOW but starting this little blog seemed well...perfect. 


As a mama, I watch the days rise and fall through the lens of a toddler. I wake when he awakes and generally sleep right around when my little night owl finally allows his eyelids to succumb to the exhaustion that has been slowly creeping in. I am anticipating the arrival of baby #2. I am unbelievably excited to welcome my daughter, but am trying to savor these last few months with my firstborn as I know life will forever change (yet again) once Miss Isabella Grace makes her grand entrance. 

Life. There is really no other four letter word that contains such multitudes. I ponder this daily. My life today is so much different than I had planned on it being, and I will tell you one thing about me- I am a planner and a perfectionist. If my plans don't go as well...planned...I find myself having to regroup and collect myself in an effort to enjoy what my plans have transformed themselves into. As I mentioned, my life does not exactly resemble my original "plan." Sure- I had always planned on being a lover, being a mom, being a teacher of some sort, but I just didn't exactly picture the order some of these things would wind up occurring. And ya know what? Life unplanned? Well, its even more perfect than I could have imagined. So what if I have not planned even one of my children? My son is a gift greater than I ever dreamed, and I just know my little Bella will be the same. My love life? Ha. Never did I picture myself the partner to an Italian man, but life didn't exactly care about my plans. Instead it matched me up with a man that is the exact opposite of myself, and I couldn't be more grateful for this. He is truly the ying to my yang...cheesy? Yes, but I am cheesy and I am also totally okay with that. ;) We have yet to get married, and this also foiled my perfectly planned out conception of how my life would go. We may not be married, but we are committed and in this day and age a commitment to one another however it is stated- verbally or on a piece of paper- seems to be what is truly important. Marriage is still in my planner, but the date has been shifted slightly. I dream about the day when we will surround ourselves with our loved ones and say our own I do's, but until we publicly do this- we privately make this commitment to one another each and every day. I am on the brink of graduating college. Always planned to be a college graduate, but like many of my other plans I had the date a little off. I am 26 years old. I share classrooms with students who were born in a different decade than I was. I have changed my major and shifted my life goals too many times to count. And for the record, I am graduating with an English degree and happily using that to start a daycare. : P Not exactly the musical theater buff that I had envisioned myself becoming, but again- I don't think I would want it any other way now. 


This is all what I now refer to as unplanned perfection. I couldn't have chosen the dates that I would experience certain things and I may still have a lot that is penciled into my little planner, but I am always willing to erase those tentative "plans" and be a little flexible because whenever and whatever comes my way is a blessing.


May you find your very own unplanned perfection each and every day.


~Kris