There are a few bloggers/photographers/writers/mothers that have blogs that I like to read and they post nearly every day. Quite often their posts are filled with their daily tasks of what their family is up to and the comings and goings of life. And I find comfort in those posts because much of my time is spent either coming or going. I’m often hauling, buckling, wiping, lifting, carrying, listening, answering, hugging, preparing, forgetting, organizing, and a variety of other things and it’s nice knowing there are others out there with the need to document….or just purge.
And then.
Then, there are those bloggers/photographers/writers/mothers that have blogs that don’t post very often, but when they do….it comes to me like a small, gift wrapped ball of greatness that feeds my soul, fills in some of the gaps that have needed filling and pushes me to be a better everything than I am in my current state. I’d like to think that I’m an in between blogger – one that writes posts about trips to the grocery store, but also on a rare occasion can actually capture the craziness in a few paragraphs, and make an impact in somebody’s daily shuffle.
The last few weeks I’ve contemplated ‘giving up’ the blog, but I just can’t. It makes me sad and sick to think about, because if I don’t hold on to a bit of documentation, I think our lives will pass us by with a quick blink. So, I’m holding tight to the bits of time that allow for some writing/editing.
As Maggie navigates her way through becoming more and more independent, I’m having to figure out new ways to help her express her own opinions withouth yelling/whining. It’s been hard, but I have to belive that the work we’re doing now, the foundation we’re laying down, will translate into greater things down the road. But holy smokes, that girl is a firecracker when she’s tired or thinks something should go a certain way.
And Audrey. She has discovered the great outdoors, which I love. Except for the fact that she thinks she can go down stairs like an adult (or her big sister), I’m supportive of her being outside. I’m mostly looking forward to being in our backyard and not having to worry about her falling down/on the concrete stairs….where Maggie is a firecracker, Audrey is beyond brave/adventurous.
The following pictures are from the first part of March.
**the one of Audrey sticking her finger in an ‘outlet’ is a dead phone jack. (who has land lines anymore, right??)
