The holidays are over, the decorations taken down, and the tree put away for another 11 months… or something like that.

Baby mine, don’t you cry.Baby mine, dry your eyes.Rest your head close to my heart,Never to part,Baby of mine.Like many other children, Noah and Abby have a few bedtime rituals that must be followed… one of which involves me singing multiple songs {both in English …

It’s 2013! According to some, it’s the year that wasn’t supposed to happen… yeah, I didn’t really fall for that either. Ray and I celebrated New Year’s eve here at home… both of us sick with whatever cold is going around right now… fun! Thankfully {if there ever really is a thankfully to having a cold}, our family wasn’t hit with this bug until after Christmas was over. Unfortunately though, it’s now making it’s way through everyone in the house and so far Noah is the only one who hasn’t really gotten it.

My heart hurts and there are no words that can truly express how I am feeling right now… all I know is that I will be hugging my children tighter and longer all day today.

It’s December… eleven months have passed through 2012, each day a little different from the day before it, yet all still somehow the same. It seems that the days pass by a little more quickly the older I get… I turned 35 this year… 35… *sigh*

Earlier this year I wrote about wanting to change our diet to more of a whole foods, plant based diet… then after watching Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead on Netflix a few months ago, Ray and I decided that it would be good for our family to start juicing… and for a few weeks we were doing really well with it too. Life happens though, and before I knew it, we were juicing less often.