Tim gave me this (one day early! I love that he gets so excited to give me things he knows I'll love that he just cannot wait) for Mothers Day.
Despite what it may seem like around here, I do wake up early to write...or research, clean, exercise, dream about upcoming events or about the day.
I love that man I married. I didn't think I was a gift person, but he has a knack for picking out gifts that make me feel known. It just kind of does something for my heart, you know?
Life around here has been all kinds of full.
There is a constant teetering between the practice of contentment and also pushing towards better, stronger, more beautiful.
I'm not claiming perfection, but I am feeling thankful. We try to keep things simple (in materials) around here, but we have so much. Love, family, friends, good food, early mornings of writing and cups of coffee.
There are more pictures on my camera lately, almost entirely because of the joy that was born into my life just a bit over six months ago.
(I'm going to say it again- I had no idea that life was going to be like this as a mom, but it is so good. So rich.)
Sometimes I get a laugh when I say what Nolan likes and doesn't like, but it's true! His little personality is blossoming. (He loves being outside and reading, by the way.) Almost every new or not completely ordinary thing we do has me telling him we are going on an adventure, and why not? Life is meant to be explored.
Lots going on around here. I'm trying to keep it at the busy, but still enough time to relax level. Shared meals and coffee, new life to celebrate (flowers! produce! babies!), celebrations to plan, gifts to make, words to write, evening walks to enjoy with my two best guys, conversations to sit and fully engage in...and little actions that tie all the meaty parts of life together. A bit of cleaning here and there, pulling together satisfying meals (which are egg sandwiches more often than maybe should be allowed), stopping to just sit and be and hold my baby boy in one hand and my husband's hand in the other.
Of course there are struggles. There are difficult decisions and conversations. They haven't and likely won't disappear. But all of the other stuff? It's doing such good things for my soul.