2am? It's time to blog!

Mr. Snoozan goes back to work in the morning after having off all of last week and the beginning of this one. The sad part is that we didn't really get to spend much family time because of my mom being in and out of the hospital, but I am glad he was here to help me out.

Tomorrow is going to be hard. Back to the routine of getting up alone at sunup, taking care of the baby and being alone with him until about 8pm. I am really going to miss being able to sleep in some mornings.

Christmas was good. We are knee deep in toys, and the best piece of furniture in the house is my son's new train table. That thing is a solid piece of furniture, and thank God because it looks like it's going to get a lot of use.

My mom goes back into the hospital for round 3 of her surgery on Thursday. This time my husband will be at work so it's going to be harder to manage logistics. This is the open heart surgery, and though it's less dangerous than the carotid was in terms of the surgery itself, it's going to mean she's in intensive care for awhile and recovery is going to be long and difficult. I'm not so much worried about how the surgery itself will go as I am about how hard recovery is going to be on us all, especially once she comes home. She's going to need a lot, I know that.

We officially went over to the darkside this year regarding Santa. I'm doing it all the way-- I'm perpetuating the myth of the guy in the red suit. The magic of it for kids started to dawn on me a few weeks ago as I watched my son get to know Santa when I was taking photos, but last night we watched the Polar Express together and I realized how magical that holidays are and can be especially for children.

I feel like we've missed out on a lot of that magic as a family this year, but then again we've made some of our own. I don't think I've spent this much time with my brother since we were kids as we have since my mom's been in the hospital. There was something special about all of us gathered around her in here hospital room talking and not watching the 7 inch TV that rarely happens.

I'm hoping that this next week I can find some time with friends that I've missed and wanted to see this holiday season. I have a long list of people and things I dropped over the last 10 days. It seems like it's been 10 years, not 10 days. Unfortunately, I do have to work-- and though the location is wonderful and I like doing winter weddings, sometimes I really get annoyed at how my work schedule can alienate me from most of humanity at times. I work when other people party. It can be a real bummer, especially since I don't get out much anyway.

I still have more shopping to do for some get-togethers later in the week, but for now it's still back to the old grind.