Things feel like they have a slower pace at the moment. Not an actually slower physical pace. That has certainly picked up over the last few weeks. Tommy and I now run after and heft these huge toddling babies around. And yet, there is change in the pace. We’re going longer periods of time when we aren’t just figuring out what the minimum is that we need to do to keep our life going.
It feels good.
Maybe I can feel that we’re on the precipice of Spring…and I can just about feel my calming garden calling to me.
There is a relaxation in my mind that hasn’t been there in a while. I tend to be in my head a lot. I know that is one thing that makes it difficult to be my spouse. Every once in a while Tommy and I will have a disagreement, and he will say something and I’ll sit with about a million half thoughts making their way through the highway of my brain. After a few minutes he will ask what my response is, and I feel confused because I realize that I’ve been sitting silently, when I thought I had been talking the entire time. Anyway, this feeling of slowing is the exact opposite of that.
I’m in the present and the beauty. This afternoon right before sitting down to write this, Finn woke from a nap. Tommy was running an errand with Granger and the girls were playing a computer game. Finn fussed, that cry that means that he woke up too soon. I picked him up shuffled him to my bedroom with his soft little body leaning on my shoulder. I laid down to nurse him and realized I had no other pressing obligations. So we just laid in bed nursing and dozing as the sky started to darken and evening began.
This weekend, I decided to embrace this new slower pace and do something that I used to do when I had a lot more leisure in my life. I made cinnamon rolls for the family.
It was just the right task, with just the right pace for the weekend.
What’s new with you?