I love a summertime schedule. The kids are more energetic. I'm more relaxed. I'm breathing deeper. I'm daydreaming of house projects. I'm slowly inching back into things that mean a lot to me...like entertaining friends in my home on Friday nights & sitting down at my craft room table jotting down measurements for upcoming sewing projects. It feels good to have a break from some of the chaos of the last several months, to come up for air from the school schedules & morning sickness & that long, hard Kansas winter that always seems to get the best of me.
Our family is in a busy season of life. With a four year old, a two year old, & a baby on the way, life is more crazy busy than I have ever known it to be. Sometimes it's the good crazy, where I take a look around at my noisy, far from spotless home, the two rowdy kids I get to tuck in every night, the never-ending grocery list sitting on my kitchen counter, the cycle of laundry that just.will.never.quit. & I can smile because it's a fullness of life I know is a privilege. And sometimes it's a bad crazy, where the schedules & life decisions & weight of being a momma & wife wear me down & I feel like if I'm pulled in one more direction, I just may scream. Sometimes I do just that. Sometimes I call up my husband at work & cry over the phone. Sometimes I snap at the kids in a hateful tone. But usually what happens when life is moving ahead full throttle & I don't see a break in speed in the near future, I tend to set aside all of the things that fill up my cup & bring new energy to my soul. Spending a couple hours crafting, reading a good book while soaking in a bubble filled tub, meeting up with good friends for dinner & staying in the restaurant until the crowd thins & we're the only ones left in the place--all those things get set on a shelf & I keep my nose to the grind until a break comes along.
I can't tell you that I'm back to blogging for good. For all I know, life could throw a curve ball & this may be the only post you see from me for another eight months. I sure hope not. Because I truly love the art of writing. I love to document our happenings here, to go back & thumb through old posts, seeing how much I would have forgotten had I not jotted it all down. It is a hobby I have come to love & I miss it when I'm away. I know I'm ultimately missing out on the memories of our lives when I take a sabbatical from this happenings of our home place. But I have also come to accept that life ebbs & flows & sometimes I've got the time & energy for things I love & sometimes I just don't--plain & simple.
Today, a break came along...& I had thirty minutes. To the tune of the rat a tat tat of this keyboard, I filled up my cup.
I hope to fill up again soon. :)
I like when you're back. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, sweet friend! I miss you! Let's get together soon if you've got some time =)
DeleteYeah! Holly's back!! Love reading your words and knowing that I'm not the only Momma that has these thoughts! You say them so eloquently and just exactly how most of us feel...love ya girly!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Brooke! We're all in this momma thing together =) Love you, friend!
DeleteLove you girls...Marlene
DeleteGlad you're back! Congrats on a new baby!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Jackie! =)
DeleteI was just thinking about you the other day! Congrats on new baby!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for thinking of me, Catie! That means a lot =)
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