It's amazing to me to think of how busy I am now that I'm not working full-time. Amazing. And if you saw my house, you'd think I don't *do* anything all day long. Truthfully, I'm not quite sure what I do. The days fly by and then it's the weekend again.
But we are still here. Alive and well.
It has been a crazy busy summer and I've officially dubbed this the summer where I couldn't keep up. Visitors galore, entertaining two kids all summer long, trying to beat the heat and making healthy changes for my family. I've read more health conscious blogs and website than I can even count and I'm making some radical changes to our diet. There are fermenting foods on my counter, yogurt is about to be homemade, coconut oil abounds, apple cider vinegar is being swallowed, I'm researching fermented cod liver oil (sounds yummy, doesn't it?) and all conventional low-fat "healthy" items haven't seen the inside of my grocery cart in months. Eventually, I may share what changes I'm making, but I need to get a system in place to keep all my cultures alive. My kefir grains and fresh sourdough need attention. hehe.
This summer was one for the books though, for sure. In May, my sister made her annual trip to visit, immediately followed by my best friend visiting. Mackie also visited during that time. June is now a blur and I'd have to look back at a calender to see what happened, but July brought our California family, my parents, Mackie again, a new nephew was born and then August hit. August brought my sister, brother-in-law and nephew and then our family flew to Miami to visit with Craig's aunt who is on hospice.
Blink. Summer is over. Weather is cooling down. Madeline is back in school. I'm trying to play catch up with my contract work that I'm doing with Baylor. I'm feeding colds that Gabe and I currently have. Nursing a baby who still doesn't want to eat solid foods (I'm ok with that, by the way). Trying to purge our house of clutter before it takes over our lives. Seriously, when did we get so much stuff? Contemplating knocking Gabe down because he is thisclose to crawling and pulling up. Wondering how in the world I'm going to write a 5-6-7 month post on my little man because I've totally missed those milestones.
But while my head is spinning I'm also soaking in Gabe's baby-ness that is quickly fading. Reading the extra book to Madeline in the evening because she is about to turn three and I have NO idea how that happened. I'm stopping what I'm doing because a little girl glances over and says, "I love you, mama!" followed by "I drew an M!" Answering the non-stop questions my toddler is throwing my way, singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Jesus Loves Me, and reciting Bible verses with my little girl. Trying everything in my power to get Gabe to belly laugh because it's the absolute cutest thing ever.
The blog will resume, but I'm honestly happy not being on the computer. I look at the bright screen and am so thankful that I staring it all day long has been replaced with blowing raspberries on my son's gigantic belly. I'm still trying to find my stay-at-home mom groove.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go feed my sourdough before the baby gets up.
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