Life has been a little cray around here lately—and by lately, I mean for months. I spent most of last fall and this winter either not feeling good or trying to catch naps whenever possible thanks to pregnancy. I’m excited to be expecting again so it’s fine and definitely worth it but it also feels like a chunk of my life is missing from those hazy months.
Spring rolled around and we got busy with travel, lots of company coming to visit, and all kinds of miscellaneous crazy. It’s been a fun couple of months packed full of people and places I love—but oh my word, I’m ready for some down time with my boys.
Sunday, my parents packed up and headed home after a two-week visit. We had a great time with them (and everyone else who’s come to visit over the last couple of months). But when Monday rolled around and I sat alone in my quiet house (as quiet and alone as things ever are with a two-year old running around 😉 ), I have to admit, it felt nice to watch the dust settle on my life for a bit. I sat down with my day planner to figure out what’s next and it was really nice to see that nothing major is on the agenda for the next few weeks. I even cancelled a couple things I had planned on doing just to free up the weekends and spend a little extra time enjoying my boys before the next wave of activity hits. These next three (hopefully) quiet weeks feel sacred and I’m doing my best not to add anything unnecessary to our days.
This week its felt nice just to catch up on laundry, go grocery shopping, cook a meal in my kitchen, and sit around the table with my little family. Sometimes I get tired of the routine that comes with being a wife and stay-at-home momma—the endless cycle of laundry, dishes, meals, errands, and diapers. He’s a cute little imp but trust me when I tell you, he’s a holy terror to grocery shop with 😀
But the exhaustion and busyness of the last few months have shown me how valuable and peaceful these little routines can be. When we’re frantically moving from one thing to the next, just trying to keep our heads above water, it’s easier to recognize and crave the value of quiet days at home with the people who matter most.
So for the next few weeks, I’m savoring the quiet and the routine. I’m enjoying the time with my boys and preparing for my baby girl. Life will change tremendously in a couple months when our daughter is born. So until then, I’m holding onto and enjoying life as it is—and not allowing guilt or the American obsession with busyness to distract and pull at me.
Our days are numbered and short. Our people are precious. These are the things I’m keeping in mind and wrapping my heart around today ❤
3 thoughts on “It’s Good to Be Home”
I laughed at the picture of Roman, having just spent two weeks with our Little Miss Vivien. She has embraced two and she does it very well… I don’t know of any two year old who is fun to shop with… I would be frightened to meet such a creature! Enjoy your quiet.
Haha…yes, life is certainly never very quiet or slow with a 2 year old around, is it? He keeps me on my toes…especially out in public 😉
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that will pass, promise! Although I once had my two young adult (college and early 20’s) serenade me through the grocery store singing Close to You with the elevator music playing at the store. Wouldn’t have been quite so bad if they weren’t beside me trying to almost climb on top of me.
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