Darling Juicy Friends... I just found this little jewel of a story and HAD to share it with you! Written on a blog called, "The Wonderful World of Hand Crafted".
Perfectly shared...in pictures. You'll love it! I think it simply brightened my day! Click HERE for the story!
(feeling joy in finding such a treasure)
Mid-summer and like many of you...I am lost in piles of extra laundry...kids scurring beneath my feet. Longer days...shorter nights and the constant noise level on high. What I crave now is the sound of pure silence. I want to hear my own heartbeat and my own breathing.
I am a stay at home mother. And I love my job. Not always but usually. Does this make sense? I know that I could be a working mother. I could leave for a job in the morning and return home in the evenings to my family. And there is a huge part of myself that believes I would love that. But then I picture my little ones. And the idea of leaving them to another person to raise...tosses me rapidly back into reality. I will stay home and be a mother to my babies. For my family, that is the best choice.
I can not be alone in this idea. There must be other mother's at home right now, feeling much the same.
I am fairly certain that summers with the children are supposed to be intense and somehow confined. Much like cramming 20 goldfish into a rather small glass bowl and saying to them..."Swim, just as you normally do!" With that said, I am not shocked that I am craving the silence. But you see, Mr. G has also been home due to being injured on duty...for nearly 2 months now. (I hear the collective sighs of deeper understanding ...you get it...thank you sistas.).
I truly wish I could understand why it is that with Mr. G home, I can not seem to accomplish as much. You would think that it wouldn't change my life all that drastically. But it does. It has. And the laundry piles are bigger. The grocery shopping is needed faster. The every day duties are never ending. And the feeling of accomplishment seems strangely just out of my grasp. Every day.
So I here I am Juicy friends. Wishing for the silence. Hoping for relief from the summer heatwave. And wondering out loud....if there is any sense to be made of this summer life of mine. Would you...could you...enlighten me?
