Just Saying "Hi"
It's 1:00 AM. I stayed up to do homework but somewhere along the way, I decided to update my blog and maybe even write a little. I know this is going to hurt in the morning, but here I am. Lonnnnnng time no see, Home + Heart. I've missed you! I realized recently that I feel most like myself when I'm writing. I guess I should clarify that. I feel most like my pre-mama self. My girls are my life right now, and that's normal and good, but I have so little left to be a wife, daughter, friend, student, etc. That leaves almost nothing for myself. I have so many thoughts on this, but I'll save them for another time -- hopefully it won't be a year or more this time, yikes. Anyway, I get to write a lot. I'm in graduate school! Halfway through my MA! I'm smiling in spite of myself as I type that. It was a personal goal for a few years, and I'm so thankful to have this opportunity. But, it's not a coincidence that my last blog post was right before I started grad school and had another baby. Because those two should always go hand in hand, right? If you need some help planning your life, call me. I'm great. So, I was writing for school the other day. I was getting a great handle on my research, synthesizing it with my thesis ideas, and just generally nailing it. It felt so good. I was in the library -- it was quiet, blissfully quiet. The girls weren't asking for anything, I wasn't at home distracted by the messy kitchen or piles of laundry. Nobody needed me. I spent an hour and a half reading and writing uninterrupted, and felt so refreshed when I got back home to my babies. It was a good reminder to take some time for myself, doing something that clears my head and helps me feel content. So, that's what I'm doing right now. My blog now has a simple look (just used a basic template -- so boring) that reflects that this is just a space for me to come and share. I'm hoping it'll inspire me to come back and share more often, even if it's one o'clock in the morning. I know it will be good for me. And since this post is just for me -- here are a couple reminders of why I always feel so tired and happy.
Annie: 2 years, 9 months. Smart and sassy, with "don't say dat, mama" and "I luh loo" in the same breath.
And introducing (to the blog, because yeah.. she was born almost a year ago) Lucy Irene. She is sweetness personified -- I think she be actually be made of honey or sugarcane or something -- which makes up for the sleepless nights we spent the first nine months of her life enjoying.