A little Halloween art from my pair of author/illustrator children. They sat down a couple of weeks ago to compose a poem about trick-or-treat and took their task quite seriously. Sophia wrote the majority of the poem and she asked Nicolas to draw a picture to show what an autumn night might look like.
On Halloween night, the kids are in sight And everyone will not be sleeping. The kids run around the entire town And the grown-ups just sit around waiting. Six little feet enter the street, The leaves blow around And the children no frown. What a Halloween night that was!
So now that the word is out, I feel a bit more inclined to share from the deepest depths of my heart and soul on this blog. No more holding back. I hope you're all ready for what I have to share with you today.
Do you want to know what I'm really loving right now? My lunch.
Like I said, I'm not having any food cravings. It's just that food tastes unbelievably good these days. I think I went on and on about some cheddar cheese the other night to Mike and had him laughing with me and at me.
So, about my lunch.
Portabella burger on freshly sliced and toasted multi-grain breadwith thick slice of some seriously sharp cheddar cheese Steamed broccoli with a bit of Bragg's Liquid Aminos Baby greens with a little honey mustard dressing Tall glass of sparking apple-raspberry cider
As you can see I'm pretty excited about food these days. If I were a cat, I'd be purring right now. Instead I am simply a really content and nourished person right now who is ready to take on the rest of the day.
the newest member of our family! Currently the size of a lime- growing, thriving and patiently waiting to join our family next Spring.
There is so much joy and anticipation in our home these days as we talk and dream about what this new child will be like. There is not doubt that this baby will be received with open, loving arms by the five of us here and so, so many adoring family and friends.
So now you know where all of that introspection was coming from. I am starting to feel a bit more like me and wanting to share my life and feelings again with those around me. It's funny how the hormones of pregnancy can change one physically, emotionally and mentally even before the mother begins to show or feel her baby move.
Physically I am feeling very well. Very little fatigue. No nausea, food cravings or aversions. I have always been prone to afternoon naps, so this is nothing new for our family.
I can't wait to share the journey with you all and promise to write a bit more no that I can express myself fully and honestly without holding back in this little space of mine.
I decided that I just had to post something over here in this space. And that something would sure be a whole lot better than the nothing that's taken up residence here over the last month.
Feeling introspective these days. Typically my thoughts, ideas and sharing of daily experiences flows like water from a faucet for me. These days I am feeling more like a dried up well.
The weather has turned quite chilly here in New England over the last few weeks and I have been spending the majority of my days trying to figure out how to stay warm. Wool socks, hot cocoa, blankets galore and many-a-night spent cozied up in front of a roaring fire, built and tended with love by my husband are doing the trick for now. But the urge to simply curl up and hibernate until Spring springs again is irresistibly tempting.
I guess you could say that I'm having trouble transitioning into this new, wonderfully chilly and colorful season called autumn.
We have settled nicely into our habit of schooling and with this comes lots of routine and habit-forming. Routine is good. We all thrive on it and need it to grow and learn. It's just that routine becomes so... routine at times.
But it is these very rituals and rhythms and routines of our day that my children will remember most when they think back on their childhoods- the schooling each morning, the playing outdoors in the afternoons, the timely three meals each day, the poems we read twice weekly, our handicrafts every Friday afternoon, our Wednesday library trip, the cleaning up when day is done, the bedtime story and lullaby, the nightly prayers and kisses and the steady, secure arrival of bedtime each and every night at the same time.
Sometimes life is nothing more than the simple acts that carry us from one day to the next- empty bowls of oatmeal signaling the end of another breakfast, soft morning sunlight streaming through windows reminding us that a new day is beginning, quiet smirks that seem to say "not yet" and the security found in that cozy spot on the sofa just when you need it most.
It's been a while and although there has been a lack of posts, there has not been an absence of abundant living going on here.
So now it's officially the fall season. The leaves on our tree are turning various shades of orange, red and coral. The nights are chilly. We've restocked our hot cocoa and teas. And soups and stews have become regulars on the nightly dinner menu.
There is so much to share and one of these days I will. But for now, here are a few things that I have been keeping us happy...
