January Journaling

In an attempt to keep myself more accountable to "keeping a record" of my daily life, I have decided to try and do a journaling blog post every month this year. I'll take five questions (aka journaling prompts) and spend some time writing out my answers. So, here it goes for January.

1. What is your number one goal this year?

My number one goal this year is to celebrate and enjoy the little moments. I have so many things to look forward to (cuddling a new baby, a family trip to one of my favorite historical sites on the planet, my oldest starting kindergarten), and some scary things I might not be looking forward to (my third trimester, turning 30, potty training my son). I'm trying to find the little joys and let go of my fears, frustrations, and worries. This is easier said than done. I want to remember this year as being a joyful one, full of lots of things to celebrate. 

2. What is your best memory of last year?

I don't really know that I can pick just one. We had so many wonderful moments last year! I think one of my very favorite moments was walking in Texas with my sweetheart. I'd been waiting 8+ years for that dream to come true.

3. What is your favorite thing to drink?

Currently, I crave hot chocolate. I try not to drink a lot of it because, carbohydrates. My close second is OceanSpray's diet Cran-Pineapple juice,  2 carbs and so much deliciousness per serving. My whole family is addicted, which means I can't get it out unless I'm willing to share half the bottle with my children. I'm not a fan of sharing my juice. 

4. How much time did you spend at the grocery store the last time you went? 

I went yesterday, two kids in tow. It takes us an average of 40 minutes; yesterday I think it was closer to an hour, since we had to pick out Valentine's for Kevin's preschool class. I am both faster and slower when I shop by myself--it is more convenient, by far, but then I also make an extra loop around the store because alone time. The kids do pretty well for the most part, as long as Sly is buckled into the cart! 

5. Who was the last person to tell you they loved you?

Sly. Every so often he will just pause and say, "Mommy, I wuv you." I love it. I do the same to him, and his sister. I don't want them to forget. Also, sometimes I have to remind myself that I do love them. Charity is tricky.

This month I took my questions from this handy pin on pinterest. Take a look if you want to join me on  similar journey. I am hoping to do these posts a couple of times a month, but I'm not promising anything.