If you read my post yesterday than you already know that one of my 2019 goals is to read 12 whole books before the end of the year. This number actually seems really small to me, because before I became a mama, I would easily read 25-30. Since Lela’s been born, I’ve been lucky to finish 2-3 though. Books have always just been such a part of me, so not having enough time or mental space to escape into a book has really been wrecking me!

Some of my absolute favorite memories as a child actually have to do with books and I really hope to instill that same love for literacy into my sweet baby girl. My MomMom Lela (yup! That’s who she’s named after) read to me every single day when I was little. It didn’t matter if it was the Bernstein Bears, The Adventures of Spot, or even the Bible.. It was our time together. She taught me many things, but one of the most important was that the ability to read was a precious possession, and that if I allowed it to, it could take me anywhere I wanted to go. By the time I entered pre-k I was reading on my own- and I’ve been hooked ever since.

Now a days I always have one with me… I just wish I had more time to actually do more than carry them around. So my goal this year is to FOCUS on finding the few snippets of the day where I do actually have time to read- and to to do it.. even if it’s only a few pages.