Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Seasons...time for pause

I was talking with a friend yesterday about this season of life.
It's a season of savoring. Albeit unintentionally, at times.

Slow down, Lizzy. Hold the baby while he naps - for this phase is so short.
Discipline a toddler, thoroughly, till all is resolved. Wipe the noses. Wash the laundry, even if it never gets folded before being worn again.

I'd like to dream up beautiful resolutions for 2016. But resolutions ought to be made on sunny days (which isn't today), and truly the best I've got feels like just scraping by. It feels like there isn't any room or energy to strive for betterment.
That sounds so awful. I know.

Motherhood in the trenches. As real as it gets right here.

Before long, a certain 8 month old won't be completely attached to my hip. My toddler will get through her struggles, and I'll manage to get back on track with homeschooling (I'm so thankful pre-k is kind of a practice year!). It'll pass, all of it, but I don't want to just endure till it does.
I want to enjoy & thrive as best as I can.

So I'll raise my proverbial glass to days at home, such as they are, with these little people whom I love.