Sunday Short

Braved church alone (Huzzah!).

Cooked an actual dinner (I'm on an anti-scurvy campaign).

Dessert making with the littles (dirt and worm delight).

Loves dirt. 

.... digusted by dirt.

Happy Sunday!

Working Mama

The transition from being home full-time to working outside of the home full(ish)-time has been a fantastic-depressing-tricky-hellish-exciting-crazy kind of wonderful.  

Gone are regular home-cooked meals.  Yeah, that's right.  Only twice (and by twice I probably mean once) during the week (if luck is working on our side...) do I haul out the pots and pans.  Other nights it's boxed, frozen, bagged, or Relief-Societied.

And that's ok.  I'm learning to let go of what I thought was important in exchange for what I feel IS important.

Yes, my losses may feel overhwhelmingly great some days, absolutely.  On most days however, my GAINS feel overwhelmingly great.  As in the "my cup runneth over" kind of way.

I may have to wake up at 6:00 am (6:00 AM!!!) five (FIVE!) days a week and I may dash around like a crazy woman from dark 0'thirty (ya know, because the sun sleeps in) until dark 0'thirty, but life is (mostly) good. 

Dizzy

For a bit there, our reality churned our stomachs and lurched into hyperspeed.  Thankfully, things are slowing now and we are settling into our new normal.

What better time to celebrate new beginnings (and, hallelujah, warmer weather!) than spring.  Hello, sun!  We've missed you!

Cheers to my favorite littles, family, and springtime sun!