What I want to do, but can’t. No I am not speaking of running marathons or visiting some far off land. I am talking of moving from the couch, were I am currently laying down, to the porch. It is only a few short steps. I can feel the cool night air drifting in from an open window, the sounds of insects and occasional owl. It is beckoning me. There is a moon, bright and beautiful and I wish to go and sit underneath it, to write by the cool glow of night, my pen scratching on paper. To feel the night, the peace that comes with this noisy summer quiet time, even now the world, the small world around me is still alive, awake. But I do not go. I will miss this night, as I have missed far too many before it. I am tired, my body resists, my limbs weak and unwilling. My eyes are closing and here is another night slipping away from my eager soul. ~K
When Abby yawns and stretches she purses up her lips, her forhead crinkles up into half a dozen wrinkles and she stretches out, arms above her head, fists closed tight.
She squeaks in her sleep and smacks her lips when she is hungry
. The hair on the top of her head is soft and fuzzy, prompting some of the children to call her peaches.
She is calm and sweet and my heart is full of joy when she settles on my chest, softly sleeping, curled up, so tiny, so beautiful.
She is new and wonderful, but for me, she will always be new, she will always be wonderful. Everyday is a discovery of her, of who she is.
I hold here, in my arms, a beautiful life.
It is raining,the doors and windows are open and a cool wind is blowing through the house, we are all curled up on the couch watching Scooby-Doo and eating leftover pinata candy. Summer is not over but fall is right around the corner, children are heading back to school and everyone seems to be talking about how many cords of wood they have stock piled over the spring and summer months. I love the inbetween times, the seasons between seasons. There is something energizing about the change of weather. Still more days of hot and humid ahead, still more dunks in the pool, but the evenings are cooler and our sweaters have found thier way to the coat rack next to the front door.
There are changes in life for us also, a new baby and more boxes to pack, but soon a new house and all those boxes to unpack. School will be more challenging then it has over the summer, especially for my two eldest and I have two children learning to read this year. I have one year left until I turn thirty and I have all sorts of plans for my last year in my twenty’s.
I have eight children! This amazes me. I know that most people would think that I have a large family but it does not feel large to me. It feels…….just right. I love them all so much. They are the one thing I never forget to give thanks to God for, even on the bad days, I could never be greatful enough for amazing children.