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Well, it's that time of year again. THE CHRISTMAS LETTER. This year it's virtual. For those that have kept up with our blog, there isn't much to catch you up on. We find ourselves in an entirely different place & with different roles since the last letter. Recently we read that people have a love/hate relationship with Christmas letters. Everyone loves to read updates, but often the letters come across unrealistic--no one wants to read that life is too perfect. Well, we will be the first to tell you that we very far from perfect. Life is hard, there are constant obstacles & bad days, we don't get everything we want when we want it, and there are fears & un-met goals; Yet we find ourselves, still, very blessed. We're betting many of you out there feel the same way--especially given the hardships that have befallen this country in 2009. But, here's a recap on us:
The BIG Event (Offspring):
I'll get the bragging out of the way first: If you don't already know, we had a baby this year. And now we know why people are so obsessed with their kids & act as if they're the first people on earth to ever have a child. We've been indoctrinated. Caroline Reese, has been a joy since the day she was born (April 29, 2009). They always tell you time goes by faster when you have a baby, but what they don't tell you is that it feels like you are riding a speeding train and the emergency brake is broken. Before we knew it, our child was smiling, talking, sitting up, eating solids, crawling, teething, and generally responding to the world. Unfortunately, there is no guide book on parenting; so we continue to stumble along & be awed when Caroline Reese continues to thrive despite our interference. Overall, Caroline has been an easy and calm baby. And really through no doing of our own. A few things about her:
1) Her disposition has been happy, happy, happy all the time.
2) She has fallen in love with our cat, Spencer. But alas, the feeling is not reciprocated & heartache is written on her face when he is near.
3) Her penchant has been for the kitchen--especially discovering the contents of drawers & cabinets. She's going to be a great little helper one day.
4) She follows me all around in her walker and I take her just about everywhere. She has learned to flirt with the salespeople and customers at Target. I'm hoping she can talk them into some deals.....
5) Traveling is a breeze for Caroline. So far, 9 flights with no tears & several long road trips. She has a good sense of people. Undeterred by the businessman who was not thrilled to be our seatmate on the last flight, she attempted relentnessly to charm him by tugging on his watch, sleeve, and newspaper. She smiled without mercy. I had horrible flashbacks of business travel, but in the end, he seemed impressed (thank God for patient people!).
6) She goes to a Mother's Day Out 2 half days a week (something from which she & I both benefit). While there, she is building antibodies & learning to be social.
7) She may be a fast talker. Just after 6 months, she said "duck" & "cat"--with witnesses. We're ok with that as long as she doesn't say "American Express", "boy", or "car".
8) She has conned her grandparents into thinking she can do no wrong.
I could go on & on, but we'd risk losing readership. And I fear, we're dangerously close already.
Since we can claim no family in town, we are overjoyed when they visit or when we get some babysitting from our awesome neighbors as it gives us a chance to go on dates that don't involve Costco. Cort & I have come to realize that we've had more visits this year than all our years in Memphis totaled. And it has nothing to do with us. But it might have a lot to do with why our daughter wants to be held all the time..... As new parents, we have found ourselves capable of a joy we never knew possible. Once you get past the inital phase of sleep deprivation, it is an amazing experience to see the world through a child's eyes. It's as if you never knew what you were missing.....
CORT:
Cort is halfway through his 2nd year of Radiology (3rd year of his 5 total years of residency). This year in particular is more difficult and he has been working really hard. He has worked some long stretches of nights where he was the only resident responsible for reading studies from several hospitals (all the guys in his program rotate through these weeks). Caffeine & the fear that he could miss something life-threatening have kept him going. He enjoys the dark side very much--all that technology, I suppose. He seems to be mastering a significant amount of anatomy. Though he's been doing a lot of interventional procedures (for those that have asked, he does breast, thryoid, liver, & bone biopsies, vascular access, angioplasties, abcess drains, IBC filter placement, etc.); he's reached his goal of never having to perform a pap smear again (so far). Another major accomplishment this year was passing the Radiologic Physics boards. Now, Cort's entertaining the thought of a fellowship after residency. What's another year at this point? I'm happy to report his dry sense of humor has remained intact. He is still tweaking with our home technology. The goal is keep the wife on her toes and see if she's paying attention (apparently not). I am amazed at all the things he knows & wants to do. But, I count it a real success that he became convinced that he really doesn't have the time to build a wood-burning pizza oven/fireplace from scratch for our patio. One day, we're going to have to get this guy a "manshed"--a place where he can tinker with tools, wires, & wood (safely).
A lot of Cort's "free time" (really a laughable term this year) seems to be tied up in yard work. Who knew that moving from downtown to a neighborhood with trees also meant raking & blowing & filling up countless bags of leaves? Sure makes up for gym time. Unfortunately, shoveling a truckful of mulch caused a shoulder injury & derailed his hopes of improving his golf game; thus teaching us that there really are some jobs worth outsourcing. Then again, there's no time to golf--much less keep up with his fantasy leagues--he will tell you his teams are "suffering". Since I am writing this letter, I can go ahead & tell all that he is a great dad. Though she spends all day with me, when he walks through the door, Caroline's face lights up like a Christmas tree. Nothing could make me happier. Well, maybe that & the idea of a housekeeper.
ANCA:
My glamourous life of travel has ended (ha!). I no longer shudder on Sunday evenings thinking about packing & setting alarms. I also, do not miss the management duties of mediation/training/teleconferences/performance evaluations/raises/hirings/firings, and all other aspects associated with corporate life. Unfortunately the remnants of that life are still in boxes in what we've dubbed, "the room projects go to die". Motherhood has surprised me--it's a natural transition, really. What I wasn't prepared for, however, was the scarcity of time. I'm learning that parenting helps cure selfishness--something I had in abundance, it now seems. My "to-do list" is getting longer--something every mom can relate to, surely. I've never had to fight harder to prioritize: there are mornings where there's a mountain of laundry to be done, bottles to wash, phone calls to return, etc. But instead, Caroline & I pull out the toys and sing "Baby Beluga" & "Day-O" while we dance & I remind myself that work will NEVER, EVER be fully "done".
In addition to being a mom & wife, I participate in a bible study and have kept social engagements on my weekly calendar. My mission statement these days remains somewhat the same: keep the customers happy. The only difference is, this time, it's fulfilling. And, happily, jeans is the dress code every day. I find myself just as busy, but somehow life feels calmer. I am exactly where I'm supposed to be for now & that is a peaceful feeling. Financially, it has been a major adjustment; but in the end, we decided that we just couldn't buy time. I used to think parenting would be limiting, but instead we feel like our roles have just expanded--unfortunately, the new roles are often intimidating. There has been a demotion in my status (for the better really) from domestic diva to housewife that specializes in 20 minute meals. "From scratch" is not a term we throw around lightly in this house. As much as we love cooking & entertaining, these days, we're just grateful to have food & friends at the dinner table--whoever's table it is & wherever it is! Simplifying our life has been great a change.
PETS--(they get a big section because they take up almost as much time as the baby for Anca):Maggie continues to preside as dame of the manor. We've become the facilitators of inappropriate behavior such as feeding her all our leftovers in the spirit of fattening her up (nice problem to have, wouldn't you say?). She has settled down a bit & seems disinterested in most things except receiving attention & barking at servicemen (which sadly, we've seen too many of lately). There is a lot trepidation by delivery men when they spot her. She keeps her distance from the baby & is very protective. So much so that in a fit of desperation over hearing Caroline cry one night, she chewed up an ottoman downstairs. Her opportunity for walks have lessened as a stroller was enough to contend with. A pregnant lady being walked by a Great Dane was one thing....but a new mom holding on to what looks like a pony in one hand and a bulky stroller with a bewildered child in another, is quite a different story. As our guilt set in, we have given Maggie free reign of the front yard also; yet there are few things more unpleasant than watching your dog squat in the front yard just as your neighbors are coming home from work. At least we're getting some organic fertilizer. Unfortunately, she is still a fair-weather dog & often refuses to leave the garage on rainy/snowy/cold days & therefore leaves her business for Cort to attend to. Which, as a non-morning person who considers it a feat just to get to work on time, is no easy task. We've worked on some "attitude adjustment" with her electronic collar and joyfully share that the windows & doors are no longer being torn to shreds. (There is no cure for her separation anxiety, though. If it were up to her, she'd have herself surgically attached to our legs.)
Spencer is still the feisty cat. He keeps up with calisthenics & active sprinting up and down the stairs. He continues to push things off the counter in the middle of the night in attempts to entertain himself & awaken his "captors" (as we assume he considers us). We let him think he gets one over on us when he sneaks up to the attic. Little does he know that he's earning his keep by scaring off the squirrels who seem to have made the attic their second home. Spencer has made several escape attempts this year. The big one happened after we came home from the hospital with the baby. Because he is clever, he unlatched the screen door; he hadn't planned for the rain that curtailed his plan & he returned, defeated, with his tail between his legs. But not without first punishing Cort for bringing home competition by having him walk around the dark yard, soaking wet, with a flashlight. In the end, we all put our bruised egos aside and popped open some champagne to celebrate the homecomings. Unfortunately, Spencer also antogonizes Maggie, knowing full well that we'd admonish her to behave when hearing the skirmish (because she's the bull in the china shop). For a while there, we could have purchased some stock in the dog bed industry as he persecuted Maggie for simply existing by desecrating her happy spot. As of today, the two have brokered some kind of peace for the sake of the child (or so we'd like to think).
MISCELLANEOUS:
Our travel has been more limited this year (surprise, surprise, right?). We started the year in Portland & the Wilamette Valley with our friends Jason & Misha. But, we've also been up to Chicago several times (especially Caroline & I) and Maryville, TN. We even had a whirlwind road trip that involved fireworks at the Colburn lakehouse in Greenville, SC. And in October, we were able to meet the Sommervilles at Kiawah Island, SC, for Caroline's first beach trip, where she had a grand time both in the chlorine & salt waters & delighting in the presence of her cousin, Elle.
The other big production this year involved the remodel of our kitchen and the preparation of a nursery. We learned a lot. I guess googling "drywall supplies" 15 minutes before the hardware store closes, and hanging drywall at 1 am the night before the cabinets are to be installed, will do that for you. We can now tile, grout, & caulk. Cort & I were able to refine our negotiation skills when dealing with errors by workmen & the entity that is Lowes. Being that necessity is the mother of invention, I found myself soaring with joy, wielding power tools--sanding and painting furniture we bought off of Craigslist in the latter part of my 3rd trimester in preparation for the baby's sanctuary. Somehow everything got done in time. All in all, they were growth opportunites & we were grateful for them. And as with most things, no pain, no gain.
I guess that's an awful lot to say for people that really don't have too much going on! We're happy to report that as the Christmas season is here, we're finally seeing horses near the barn, just beyond our backyard. We have not had snow yet, but we are hopeful. And as we are shaken by what seems to be happening in our own country, we are reminded that Jesus isn't just the reason for the season, but our reason to hope in a tumuluous world (theme of last year's letter).
We welcome all visits! Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a healthy, blessed, Happy New Year!
The Sommervilles: Cort, Anca, and Caroline Reese