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another year already?

i am looking at a calendar in total shock right now, wondering: where on EARTH did 2010 go? oh, i know a good part of the answer. it went into the little man who's currently sitting on his daddy's lap enjoying the saints football game on tv. (cute moments abound!)

but despite all i have to show for the last year, i still can't quite wrap my brain around the fact that a new year has begun. i don't really go in for new year's resolutions, but i am making one this year:

don't be surprised by daycare holiday closures in 2011.

it's sorta funny, because i try hard to plan ahead for all contingencies. and if you know my husband, you know he's the king of plan ahead (thank god). and i certainly value all the fine ladies at daycare that take such awesome care of my bug while i work - and i definitely think they deserve to spend the holiday season with their own families! so why did it not even cross my mind that maybe, just maybe, the daycare would be closed some extra days that (gasp!) might not coincide with my holidays from work!

take this year. daycare was closed friday, december 24 (of course, it's christmas eve!). and fortunately, i was off that day, so it was easy. but did you know they were also closed for monday, december 27?  no? neither did i! fortunately they post signs all over the daycare, so i wasn't caught TOO off-guard ... and even more fortunately, between my husband and i we were either off or able to take off. so it wasn't a big deal.

but the moral of the story is, even when we plan ahead, even when we think we've taken everything into account, being a mom knocks me off balance nearly every single day. even something as simple as a holiday can throw me off.

but you know what?

i wouldn't change it for a thing.

happy new year to you all!
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