I love holidays. I begin the countdown to my birthday months before the date. But not just my birthdays, either. I like the anticipation, the decorating, the planning and the excuse to celebrate birthday and holidays. I always have. And now that I have a family of my own, I like it even more- as we establish our own traditions and celebrations.
We started this year out on a sick note. My husband was sick on New Years Day, when we planned to get out snowshoeing as a family for the first time. As he was down and out my little girl and I did other things together and we later went out snowshoeing as a family.
Then came my birthday weekend, where we intended to celebrate with Sushi at a fave out of town restaurant. Again, my husband was sick. We still celebrated, just not the day we expected to.
Then came my husband's birthday, which found me in the first trimester of this pregnancy. Usually very organized, I had not been feeling well, and I ordered his present the day before his birthday (custom ordered beer glasses with his name on them), which had to be made then shipped, so needless to say he did not get his gift on time. And I slept most of the day.
Then came Easter. Although we were not sick, we were exhausted. So we cancelled our plans to go out of town to see family and instead, stayed home and rested.
Our little girl turned three and we planned a friends party and a family party for her. We were so excited to have her cousins spend her birthday with her (this would have been a first!) and had to cancel her family party because she got the flu. She was too sick to even care.
Mother's Day arrived and we travelled to Michigan as a family. I made sure to point out this was the first holiday this year that we were all healthy and things went as planned! This was a turning point for us!!
I spoke too soon. Father's Day was this last weekend and I got sick. So instead of making the day special for Dad, he steps up to do more than his share in taking care of our little girl and me. I slept most of the day as we travelled home from visiting friends and promptly went to sleep upon arriving home. We never gave Daddy his Father's Day gift that our little girl and I worked so hard on. I do recall eeking out a "Happy Father's Day" greeting during the few times I was awake and did accompany my family to dinner and dessert, although I was as much fun as a bump on a log. Not exactly my usual festive self. I did manage to take a couple of pictures on Father's Day..
And a few from last week, when Daddy took our little girl kayaking. And adventure they both enjoyed.
And although we are not losing sleep over it, as the Best Laid Plans are those that do not go as planned, we also make a point to celebrate EVERY SINGLE DAY. We don't save our good silverware for special holidays, we use it every day. We don't wait for weekends to have adventures, we can do those in the weekday evenings too. We don't wait for holidays to make gifts and show appreciation to those we care about, we do that other times as well. Our little girl wears her Christmas dress to school on a regular Monday and we have lunch dates just because.
Because every day is worth celebrating.