Life’s Curveballs

Life has thrown us some serious curveballs lately and holy moly, what a game we are playing.

I like to keep it really positive on my little piece of the internet because it brings me joy to do so but you guys, life has been so incredibly wild for us lately. Wild and hard and a true test of our resilience + patience.

We are in the midst of expanding our family company and with any business expansion comes excitement with a dash of chaos. George and I are working towards weaning + that in itself is emotional and hard and exciting and scary and new and did I mention, emotional? I am writing more + getting back into my creative groove that I feel I had “lost” a little over the last 19 months. Hubs and I are trying to squeeze more alone time in together + we really want to add a new little baby to our family soon. Needless to say, life has been busy and fun and wild and crazy and sometimes overwhelming.

Andddd just when I think we’re over the craziness + that we literally cannot be tested any more, our home gets broken into on Sunday morning. Yep. And the grossest part about the whole thing? We were sleeping. Even just writing this makes me feel so icky. I felt like I needed to take one billion showers just to wipe the yuck creep gross violated feeling off my body. And I was so tempted to eat my body weight in chocolate too…

I was feeling quite deflated having lost a lot of my possessions (my purse! my Nikon camera! my planner! my favourite lipsticks! my wallet + all my cards! Hubs’ JORD watch + wallet) but by the grace of God, my wedding rings were left untouched. If I had had my wedding rings stolen, it would’ve been a next level upset. I would’ve lost my mind. So, for this, I am thankful.

ANYWAY.

Hubs and I were in a pretty big funk about it but after a few chats (and tears!), we decided that although it is incredibly unfortunate that we lost some of our things, that is solely what they were. Things.

And what I was the most upset about was the loss of the personal and sentimental things (the hospital bracelet from the day my niece was born, a baby photo of my husband and his first baseball card, GBB christmas photo, and my camera with photos of little baby GBB). I mean, the effort it takes to be a burglar…man, what a sad life.

With all this being said, Hubs + I have taken the necessary actions to ensure this doesn’t happen again and we have decided that we will not live in fear. We will not allow this annoying and gross invasion of our space to slow us down. We will move forward and count our blessings, because, you guys, our hearts are full. My family is safe + healthy + happy and that is all that matters. Things can always be replaced. Always.

SO.

I’m raising my kajilionth third cup of coffee to a new week. One that is filled with patience, grace, and short lines at Government service buildings (especially when I have my little dude in tow…I mean, c’mon!).

I hope you all had a wonderful weekend + I want to thank you for your IG and FB messages, texts, and calls. Your love and support is not lost on us!