So I see it has been a month since I last posted. Where in the world is time going? Besides gone. Wherever it is hiding, it needs to make itself seen. It has been a wonderful whirlwind around here. And I do not see it slowing down anytime soon. I guess it is a good thing. I see it as a blessing, yet I want to be able to "stop and smell the roses" a little bit more. We are busy with life. Not just work, but enjoying the blessings that the Lord has gifted us. Thank you, Lord, for choosing me for this life.
I do love my schedule, though, that I have set up with work. It has been so nice to have almost 3 weeks of each month of slower paced life. I shoot the first week, and then edit like mad the next week. Sometimes I am able to start editing the same week as the shoot week. Once editing is done, the order sessions, ordering, and delivery are a breeze. We have had a lot more time to make "moments for the cookie jar". The last 2 weeks of the month is when I try to plan something fun for us to do out and about. The zoo in San Antonio, trips to Montgomery, the Aquarium, etc. It makes all the push and stress the first two weeks very worth it.
Last weekend I hit an emotional wall. I was beat down. I was frustrated. I was angry with the way things were going in our home. It just felt like things were off for the past few months. I kept swallowing the feeling though, thinking it was just all this newborn stuff and having to adjust. Still. That was just an excuse for not finding the root of the reason. I had prayed about it off and on, with still no clear answer as to what was going on. I could tell things were wearing on CR as well. I finally said something and it was so nice and refreshing for the both of us to get things off our hearts. What I think it comes down to is that we have been living so much for our children right now that we lost time for ourselves. Time for us to communicate mainly. To really engage in conversation with each other. For the Biblical truths to live out in our daily lives and not just on Sunday mornings. That had been pushed back and further back. Once things were brought to the fore front and the communication started flowing, it did not stop. We were honest with each other about frustrations and although it was hard for my pride to hear, it was what I needed to hear. It was what I needed to share, too, as hard as that was for me. I do not share this with you for you to be concerned about us in the least bit ... I share this with you as a testimony to communicate with your spouse. To love your spouse before your children. To make them your priority and to remember the special little things (his favorite breakfast of pancakes) that make him remember his appreciation. Say it and make sure he understands it. Make sure he really hears the appreciation. Make him feel the appreciation. Don't make it routine.
I decided to sit down and work on my quiet time, too. I have it every morning, but it has been rushed and not meaningful at all. Here is now what it entails:
My Bible time is alone with God, but sometimes I will have to do it like this to get through what I need to study:
For those of you who are also really frustrated with America's current education state, you should read this. I am only in chapter one and already I am in love with everything I have read. I absolutely hate the #s of the statistics, but I keep saying, "I told you so" in my head. This is the root of the reason I quit teaching. I highly recommend:
Patton is now 5 months old. (Even he is shocked)
I am not sure when that happened. He is growing so fast. I think he is huge and hitting milestones much faster than Kirby did. I had always heard that boys developed at a slower pace than girls as far as motor skills went. Not so much with this kid ... or his cousin Benjamin who is 10 days younger than him. Here are the two having some bonding time:
Talk about development. I feel like Ben is leaps above Patton. He rolled over on his belly from his back about 10 times in 2 minutes. Patton is just so laid back. He rolls and then just stays in place. Maybe that is contentment ...
It was a very nice surprise to have Megan, Eva and Benjamin stop by the farm on Monday. They were in town for a little while and had some time to kill. Glad to have a quick visit.
Some things that come to mind about Patton right now:- he is constantly chewing on his hands. No teeth yet. He has the little blisters on his gums, which may be what has caused all the drooling and gnawing the last 2 months.
- wears 3-6 months in some clothes, but mainly 6 months.
- rolls from back to belly
- rolls from belly to back
- laughs (and I mean belly laughs) often. Especially at mommy. I think I rock his world.
- does NOT sleep as well as Kirby. We are working on it though. We have had some eating issues that I think are finally getting settled, so hopefully we will see a turn for the better.
- he found his toes this past month and loves to hold them as he rolls.
- tries to feed himself with a spoon. The other day it was totally coincidence I know, but he picked up his spoon out of his bowl and almost made it in his mouth.
- eats bananas, avocados, mangoes, and oatmeal. Monday starts sweet potatoes! Just like with Kirby, I make it myself. Straight up food.
Another part of our blessing is getting to live close enough to see these three at least once a week (at church) but usually at least one more time, too. They came out to the farm a couple weeks ago and all decided to get on the top bunk bed. They said, "Lala, we could all spend the night here and all stay in this same room. Me (Caleb) and Porter on the top bunk - but you need to put on the other rail - Kirby and Anna Kate on the bottom, and Patton in his crib." Genius. I would love it, but wonder just how much slumber would actually go on that night.
Ok, I promise to post again tomorrow or Monday ... I have more to share about precious Kirby and another personal battle that I know I am not alone with. Until then .... cherrio!
"A wife of noble character, who can find? For her price is far above rubies ..." Proverbs 31:10a
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