|Our fb announcement.|
|During our celebratory lunch after our first prenatal appt.|
|My big fisher-girl hooking into something during our camping trip.|
|Katie and her BFF...my best friend's daughter, Kaylee.|
|They take selfies now. This is my fave.|
Oh boy, it's been a long while, hasn't it? It's been months since I sat down and typed out one of these puppies. I'd love to tell you I've been off doing some grand thing in my absence from this space. I'd love to recount the fantastic tales and lessons I've learned in doing so. But I haven't, really.
For us, this has been a season of gathering ourselves and hunkering down, if you will. Of big decisions and the leaning into the light, seeking hard after God's will for our life. We sense that we're at one of those junctures...a fork in the road...where the continuation onto this path or that one will drastically change the trajectory of our life. Job changes, life callings, buying a home or no. Things like that.
So, on second thought, maybe we have been at work on some grand things.
The summer was a crazy blur. Fun, yes. Productive? Not so much. And, as summer drew to a close, there was this wonderful news. We're now a couple months into our official homeschooling journey with Katie, and I'm learning so much about myself and her. We also picked up a few newspaper routes as a way to earn some extra money as a family and have--for the most part--found it incredibly rewarding. We're now heading into the holiday season, and find myself silly with anticipation over it, as usual. (Total confession time: I've made a Christmas music playlist and the kids and I have been listening to it during the day already.)
And even despite the feeling that so many things are in limbo right now, it's all somehow forced us together in a way. Smooshed us all onto the same page or something. It's like we sense that, no matter what happens, our closeness and loyalty to each other and our constant, collective drawing from our one source of strength will ultimately be what we are the most proud of when we look backwards at this time in our life.
Speaking of new seasons, I'd like to try something new with my Weekend Retreat posts. I've long desired to write a regular post dedicated to the things I've learned. Learning in any capacity is a passion of mine--always has been--and I'd love to share some of that here. I was recently inspired by Ashley to do just that. So I'm going to start doing my retreat post as a monthly thing and also incorporate "What I've Learned This Month." (I'll be linking up with Emily in doing so...check out her beautiful space, you won't be sorry!)
Here we go...What I've Learned in October:
1. I'm absolutely in love with the concept of learning at home. I'd like to go in depth a little more with this in another post all its own, but I just can't help but feel like we've made the right choice to homeschool. Don't get me wrong...we've had our moments. Katie is a challenge. I've sent Scott a text already and announced that I think it's best if we send her to a brick and mortar instead because it's just. not. working!! (Hello, pregnancy hormones.) I'm not proud of those moments, but we've endured. And I've found that, to the same degree it's been one of the hardest things I've ever done, it's also been one of the most rewarding.
2. As a family, we really do not care about Halloween all that much. We're not against it or anything, and we do involve ourselves in a few activities, but we've found that we're just kind of going through the motions with it. For example, today is Halloween. We haven't carved pumpkins yet because we just simply forgot to. (We're going to make an effort to squeeze that in later before heading off to trick-or-treat, but it's not going to make or break our night either way.) The same thing happened last year. Katie's comment last night sums it up perfectly: "Is Halloween soon over? I'm ready for Thanksgiving and Christmas!" Me too, Katie. Me too.
3. Pregnancy is a lot harder than I remember. It's true. It's definitely been challenging this time around. If I'm not exhausted, I'm nauseous. If I'm neither of those things, I have a headache. The couch (and Netflix) have been my best friends these days, and the state of my house is a dead giveaway. Luckily, my family has no problem plopping down next to me to indulge my lazy tendencies. Together we've binge-watched gems like Restaurant: Impossible, Cake Boss, and Man vs. Food. And I say oh well. Survival is the name of the game here lately, and will be for what's left of my first trimester. I'm clinging (for dear life) to the promise that my mood and energy should improve within the next few weeks. We shall see.
Aaaand with that, we've come to the end of our time together for now. Before we part, though, I want to thank you for joining me here once again and encourage you to indulge in some of my favorite finds here lately. Enjoy!
I love this one. Ashley delivers on the promise this title suggests and explains why it is we need to stop worrying so much about our "shoulds" and how guilt gets us nowhere.
This one went viral, which is how I stumbled upon it. These words are beautiful, and I ended up spending an entire afternoon reading Em's blog, which I now follow. Nothin' but good stuff here.
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Because if you're a mommy? You have guilt. And we all have a duty, I believe, to remind each other of our bigger purpose here in this crazy life. This one does such a great job of that.
Guess what one of my big goals is for the new year? I plan to tackle the phasing out of store-bought cleaning products and move toward homemade. I've bookmarked this one to help get me started.