Outside my window…it’s beautiful and sunny. 

I am thinking…sometimes it really is enough to just be.  To just watch.  To just listen.  To just breathe.  To just soak it all in.

I am thankful for…Mom and all her help for the last two weeks.  What a blessing to have someone come and live with us and take care of us! 

I am remembering…when Joseph was about 18 months old.  He wasn’t talking much those days, just a few words here and there.  I was trying my best to put him down for a nap and he was being most uncooperative.  I was quickly approaching the point of losing all patience and just saying forget the nap.  He must have been able to sense my impatience and frustration (because they always can) and suddenly he wrapped his chubby little arms around my neck and breathed in a nice, long deep breath.  Then he uttered the sweetest, most memorable thing…”Mmm, mmm, mmm…Mama.”  Just what I needed to remind myself that a lost nap is not worth lost patience. 

From the learning rooms…well…we did start back to school today.  Not with our official curriculum for next year (since I’m still tweaking it and I need to gather all the supplies in order to be ready to start with it plus the fact that I included a lot of cooking projects and considering that I can’t cook right now, I don’t want Joseph and William to miss out on those fun projects), but with a modified Before Five in a Row/Little Saints program.  Basically I just wanted something to do with Joseph and William each morning during this transition time so that our days feel somewhat normal.  Today was beautiful.  Our morning went smoothly.  Both boys were actually disappointed when “school” was over and we headed outside (it’s been awhile since they’ve been that enthusiastic about lessons). 

From the kitchen…Beginning today, we are at Nury’s mercy once again.  She mentioned yesterday that today’s menu would consist of milanesa and mashed potatoes…how lucky are we?!

I am wearing…the ugliest outfit of all time.  But it doesn’t rub my incision and it’s easy for nursing.  Sometimes fashion must be sacrificed for comfort (10 years ago, I never would have thought I’d find myself saying that…life has some sense of humor). 

I am creating…a list for Daxson so his days feel more organized since he’s basically back to being Mom and Dad (now that my mom returned home).  This list should keep us on top of things (like laundry and meals) and perhaps it will make the days a little smoother. 

I am reading…Attached at the Heart by Barbara Nicholson and Lysa Parker, reminding myself why I do the things I do and why I’ve chosen to practice attachment parenting.  Sometimes a simple reminder such as this gives us all the encouragement to carry on.

I am hearing…the songs on www.starfall.com as Joseph clicks away. 

Around the house…let’s see…oh, right, nothing, since I’ve been told to continue to stay off my feet until my 6 week check-up.  There is grace here, if I just accept it. 

One of my favorite things…ooh, this is a tough one right now because all things newborn qualify as my favorites…watching them sleep, listening to them squeak, holding a tiny little hand in the palm of mine.  Mmm, but I think right now my favorite thing might be a combination of newborns and bigger kids…seeing the bond building is a beautiful, beautiful thing.

Here is a picture I thought worth sharing…