We've had a whirlwind year so far. Involved in all kinds of activities that apparently increase stress hormones. Activities that seem benign at first as they are all generally related to merry events. Activities that people congratulate you for embarking upon. Moving. All day long Nausea. Getting things into and out of storage. Dealing with plumbers, roofers, and all kinds of other subcontractors. Dizziness. Awful Spring Allergies. Asbestos, Lead, VOCs.... Complete loss of self control over consumption of Carbohydrates. And Fats. Retrofitting all things 2012 into 1950's architectural styles.
With all this blessing, some how you end the day, wondering why you feel so utterly exhausted!
Summer time is so precious. And so fleeting. Especially, the moments with too-fast growing little ones, your young and handsome Mr. Urban, and your parents... They need to be savored and celebrated.
With all this blessing, some how you end the day, wondering why you feel so utterly exhausted!
And as you sit on the couch, your mind neither here nor there, glimpses of the day pass by your mind's eyes and you thank God for tiny princesses, colorful beads and jewelry making, tea parties, summer fruits, arts and crafts, painting bird houses, grand parents' visit, swimming parties with little friends, your "try to solve EVERYTHING" Mr. Urban, trips to the beach, a three and a half year old's newly found love of the color purple, the Googoosh and Pink Martini Stations on Pandora, making strides in swimming lessons, picture books, impromptu hikes into the woods, picture books, hundreds of heavy hard cover children's picture books carried home from visits to the library...
Summer time is so precious. And so fleeting. Especially, the moments with too-fast growing little ones, your young and handsome Mr. Urban, and your parents... They need to be savored and celebrated.
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