Wednesday, October 29, 2014


I have a few posts on my Drafts, waiting to be finished.

I'm in a season of life right now when I'm not getting much accomplished!

Right now I'm typing this hurriedly, DEFINITELY on borrowed time. I'm shocked Barrett's not up yet. My little guy is still the happiest, most easy-going baby, but he's not sleeping a whole lot. He gets up one to two times a night and wakes up quite early, usually between 6 and 7. I'm always awake then, since that's when Brian leaves for work, but I mourn the loss of my mornings... my recharge station for the day. And the night feedings are impacting my energy during the day, too. I'm not sure what to do about them. I remember Will going through this phase... and it was just that: a phase. It ended. And since Barrett needs to grow a bit, I'm willing to give him the extra food. Still, it's always verrrrrry exciting and refreshing when he sleeps through the night. Becoming more and more infrequent, though.

The other thing that's been absorbing my time is feeding this little guy. He gets about three meals of solid food a day, and each one takes at least 45 minutes to spoon into his mouth. I'm trying to be thankful for this time of forced sitting for me, but it's hard not to think about what I could be doing!

I know, I know -
1. I have SO much to be thankful for.
2. He will outgrow this in what feels like two minutes and he will be feeding himself soon.
3. It's just a season.

I find myself repeating that phrase a lot lately. Whether it's Will's meltdowns (tame but frequent) or Barrett's wakefulness, I know 'this too shall pass'. I love my boys so much. But yesterday it hit me how much I thrive when I have a couple hours in the day to myself. I guess the Lord gave me this morning, then, to take a breath.

Lately Will has been playing with his little Duplo men, making them have conversations with each other. It's incredible to hear. I know that seems like a tiny thing, but it's not to me. He's also enjoying listening to Adventures in Odyssey in the morning. I love that his imagination is able to encompass that. He's learning how to be gracious with Barrett, who's more and more interested in [destroying] whatever he's doing. I tell him that he can say, kindly, "No, no, Barrett," as long as he gets him another toy. (Sometimes this results in Will hoarding all the blocks, crying, "NO NO BARRETT! Go play cars!") He's also allowed to move his toys up to his little table, out of Barrett's reach. He doesn't always follow these guidelines, but he really is doing better each day. And yesterday, as I saw him playing peekaboo with Barrett in his highchair, making his little brother laugh and laugh, and then witnessed him kiss Barrett on the head without any prompting, I decided that forcing him to be nice to Barrett is NOT making him resentful of his little brother. I believe it's causing him to have genuine feelings of love for him.

Well, Barrett's awake! But we're not going anywhere today. It's a full day at home. Ahhh. So I plan to enjoy it and maybe.... just maybe... I'll finish up some of those Draft posts.

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