Reflections

This past year has been insane. I had triplets,wrote a book, and then had it published. On Sunday, Joseph, Phillip and Hailey all turned one. We had a lovely brunch with their grandparents, aunts and uncle. (Two people were absent with the babies cousins. They got sick. It happens. :( )We had cake. The babies had massive sugar highs. They discovered tissue paper and declared it far more fun then the toys it concealed.

Looking back on the past twelve months, I feel I accomplished a lot. Sometimes, I feel more like I'm spinning my wheels with a mountain of things that need to get done, and no time to do it. I look at the clutter around my house, and instead of telling myself that I have three babies, and mountains of toys and blankets are normal, I feel a compulsive urge to tidy and act like Danny Tanner on Full House. I don't actually do it though because there are pages to edit, dinners to make, and I know that the kids will just pull it all apart again in two seconds anyway.

Anyway, I am almost done the edits on the second book in Carrie's story. I don't know if I am any good at editing. While most people say to look at it and cut cut cut, I look at it and say "Oh! This scene would be so much better with all these new words and lines in it!" and then I go and add add add. Ah well.

February is a bit of a crazy month for us. The babies were born on the fifth. My birthday is the eighth, and Husband Brian was born on the eleventh. So cake and presents are in excess around our house. I have a bunch of dinners and parties to plan, blogs to write, books to edit some more, and clutter to steadfastly ignore. Always busy. That's me!