I
had a sentimental moment today, reflecting on all the NEW that has happened in my life these past couple years. I
remember starting my job almost three years ago and thinking- will this always
look so new and be so hard? Every tax return was like a chore. I had no idea
what I was doing and felt like I was lost in a jungle of debits, credits, income,
deductions, oh my! My co-workers were experts, knew all that they were doing,
and had all this cool lingo. I knew nothing (or at least I felt that way).
It was scary. Now I
can say, I love my job. I love the lingo. I love all that pain that it took to
make the new become old and understand the crazy life of a tax accountant.
I remember getting married that Sunday in September
(2010) and thinking will this newness wear off? Will the excitement of having a
roommate/husband/best friend/ultimate companion fade away?
The newness did
fade, but to be honest, I can’t remember what it feels like not to have a best
friend anymore. It’s the best security. I am incomplete without him. It's fun and he always makes me laugh. I look forward to living the rest of my life with him and tackling whatever new beginnings and endings that may come!
I remember wondering if making dinner and
keeping a clean house would always be so hard as a working wife?
Answer-yes it’s
always hard, but it does get easier. And I am incredibly blessed to have a husband who is a teammate rather than a coach when it comes to getting things done! <3
I then remember the big shock of finding out we were having a baby that Tuesday in February (2011). I asked myself over and over-will the newness of this news always be surreal? Will I actually be a mom? Can I even give birth? Everything about being pregnant was new. A new belly, a new appetite, a new desire to drink milk, a new wardrobe (or a borrowed one to be completely honest), a new set of furniture for Noah, a new set of responsibilities, a new feeling of fear, a new sense of complete joy. It was all so new.
I then remember the big shock of finding out we were having a baby that Tuesday in February (2011). I asked myself over and over-will the newness of this news always be surreal? Will I actually be a mom? Can I even give birth? Everything about being pregnant was new. A new belly, a new appetite, a new desire to drink milk, a new wardrobe (or a borrowed one to be completely honest), a new set of furniture for Noah, a new set of responsibilities, a new feeling of fear, a new sense of complete joy. It was all so new.
It stayed new. I don’t
think it ever faded. I soaked up every moment.
Then
when we welcomed Noah in October, I was a NEW mom. Everything about Noah was NEW
to me. I had never really held a baby, never changed a baby, never breastfed,
never went months on end with no sleep, never put a baby in a car seat, never
rocked a baby to sleep, never kissed such soft cheek, never felt such a deep
protective love. I mean once again, it was all SO new.
I will say I am now
an expert diaper changer and have mastered the mommy tasks. However, Noah’s
smile, laugh, and complete love for life RENEWS my heart every day.
I
don’t enjoy change. Matt will tell you this. I fight it. I am a creature of
habit. I am predictable, BUT when I look back at the change and the NEWNESS I have
experienced these past three years I realize I need a change of attitude. I
need to embrace the new and lose the ‘tude.
Today, moving
forward, I count my blessings again and again- realizing that I am blessed. I
am thankful for the journey of life. I am thankful that every day is a NEW day!
