It has unequivocally seemed the fastest year of my life.  I’ve written about how time seems to move faster as you age previously–and that was about 2.5 years ago.

More and more it’s difficult to take the time to reflect on what has happened, and what is happening.  That is hard for me as I’m very introspective and need time to analyze things internally before moving forward, approaching life “externally.”  Thankfully, Teresa and I both have the next couple weeks off.  I can take some time to think about the past year and prepare for the next.

And there are some big things to think through.

First, the big news, if you haven’t seen me in person in the last few months–Teresa and I are expecting our first born in May!  May 28th to be precise.  This has been a dream of mine for decades.  Family to me is the most important aspect of life and something to be celebrated.  However, when telling people about the incoming arrival, it’s difficult for me to express it in the “correct” way.   I’m not an emotional person under normal circumstances, so when expressing news to others that tends to be the norm.

People do not want deadpans with news like this.  They want elation–enthralled in the moment, rapture!  But a tiger’s never going to change it’s stripes, I guess.

With this  monumental news comes a dearth of tasks, excitement, worries, investigation, bafflement, responsibilities and change.  A flood tide of epic proportions.  I am looking forward now, but still considering what needs be done in the here and now.

Day care is the number one thing to “solve.”  I personally like the idea of in home day care as that’s what my sisters and I had growing up, it was a good situation.  But this is not the rural areas of Alexandria, Minnesota and you can’t just ask people at church for a good recommendation.  Evaluating options is taking time and a pain thus far.

We are also considering a smaller vacation in February, somewhere warm to escape the doldrums of Minnesota winters.  This year thus far has been somewhat odd–we received snow early and it stuck for a few weeks, but since then it’s been a snowy drizzle which dissipates into wet grass and muddy scapes.  Not ideal for Stella and Jasper to be tracking in, but probably better than prolonged arctic blasts.

In addition, the joy of home ownership is rearing it’s head with the washer nonsensically failing to completely break.  It won’t even not work properly, seems to oscillate between completely busted and finicky halfassededness in operation.  This has our household in a perpetual state of hope and despair.  Regardless, with our upcoming addition, there will be a replacement.

Given the written nature of our impending arrival, it seems a temporary moniker would suffice for literary pursuit.  Perhaps Tempo?  Tempo it is.  Tempo will require an operational washer.

What do all these things have in common, you may ask?  They are all things that require financial backing!  So thinking through what we need to set aside continually and as one time expenses has also been top of mind.  Luckily, we have friends with more experience in these matters and will benefit from their previous forays into the child rearing waters.

If you’re counting, that’s two uses of “rear” in one post with different contexts.  Neither the most common.  That seems like a high note to end on.