My husband asked me last night if I was ever going to blog again- you know when the person you share life most closely with is noticing the absence of blogging it has been to long.
Around here we are learning a lot.
I am learning to be still. To wait. I am diving into deep unsettled places in my life and doing a little gardening. Pruning if you will.
Emmaus is discovering her world. We are learning to communicate with her- to tell her what is going on even if she may not completely understand. Although I think she understands more than she lets on.
She has become a pro at feeding herself. Chewing so much better!
She is the most snuggly child and recently got an afternoon with her great-grandma. They both enjoyed the snuggles.
I am desperate for spring. For warmer weather. For feeling the suns warm rays on my skin. But in learning to be still and to wait I am trying not to wish away these slower days of staying in our PJ's till 12 and having very few plans.
Suddenly I find myself within days of my second trimester- beginning to feel better and enjoy the miracle that a little person is so delicately being formed within.
There is a lot of delicate forming happening around here.
In our hearts, in our development,(in my uterus)and while huge growth spurts make us ache, make little toddlers emotional and mommy tired. The beauty forming from this growth is an incredible, life changing and exciting.