23 April 2013

A gentle day

Image taken from here.


Such a beautiful spring day.  Trees gently swaying in the soft breeze, earth and air warming under the sun's gaze.  It's a beautiful day to be alive.  My whole being is soaking up the comforting rhythm of nature right now.  Hoping the same for you...

16 April 2013

Nope.

I know what you're waiting for, but no.  I have no news.  We have no abode yet and I can't start my post all exuberant.  I haven't been blogging recently because I feel so tired inside.  (Perhaps 3rd trimester fatigue is kicking in too?)  No news, no change, same old draining searching... oh, and that's with random bouts of illnesses that include diarrhea and vomiting interspersed therein.  (Gotta love those springtime sickies.)  

Actually, I've started dreaming about houses lately.  We've seen so many, so each dream features a different house.  In my dreams I am usually trying to renovate something or reconcile with a less-than-ideal feature of a house we've just bought.  Sometimes I wake up in a panic: NO, NOT BROWN FOR THE WAINSCOTING!!  (You know you've seen too many houses when...)

I shouldn't complain.  I do, but I shouldn't.  I have so much to be thankful for.  It's just that I'm too tired right now to find the silver lining.  So, I can't write that we found a house yet.  And I was hoping so.  

But I can write about the other dinosaur I finished for J!  And I can post about another little bunny (with a bow-tie!) I finished the other day for a gift.  And I did manage to take the kids to the park yesterday for a couple of hours.  And I did go swimming late last night.  And if you think it's easy for me to do all of the above, you've clearly never been me.  

Anyhow, my only crocheting project in queue right now is that oatmeal blanket.  I suspect this will change imminently, but I am relieved to have finished the others.  I do have so many things I want to try still and it's nice to start with a clean slate.  

So.  Clean slate.  

3 April 2013

My struggles



I am struggling to find the time to take my children outside these days.  They are so full of energy that I cringe with guilt when I haven't been able to take them out.  The daily temperature oscillates from -3 to +6... a rocky transition time between winter and spring for sure.  In spite of that, my babies  love to ride their bikes.  M is building serious leg muscles with all the uphill peddling that he's been doing.  J is content to be pushed with an occasional peddle inserted willy-nilly.  

Putting aside my tired (and possibly lazy-fueled) grumbling, I am thankful for these times - my children simplify life in extraordinary ways.  They have brought so much pure and simple beauty into my life that I cannot for a moment imagine life without them.



Our hearts are full of emotions right now.  We are feeling the pull of finding a home more and more each day.  Which one shall we choose, or perhaps, which one shall choose us?  We feel the clock ticking away so quickly that a panicky "we need to choose a house right now!" escapes us.  And then we remind each other that the first jump is the hardest and this will be our very first house.  So we relax a little and continue our hunt with determined purpose.  

I hope with all my heart to start my next post, or the one thereafter with: WE FOUND OUR HOME SWEET HOME AT LAST.