I Don't Want to Forget This

...nor do I want to miss it.  I'm behind on house cleaning.  I'm behind on laundry.  I'm behind on birthday party planning.  I'm behind on emails.  I find myself getting up just early enough to start a load of the said laundry, pack lunches, make breakfast, get kids shuffled to their destinations, and if I'm lucky I've showered and gotten myself halfway dressed--though it was probably with something I grabbed off of the closet floor.  The evening seems just as hectic.  There's dinner to make and clean up, baths for the babes, homework for the Kindergartener, books to read, and kids to get in bed--which sometimes feels like an entire day's work.  I find myself falling into bed with a mental to-do list full of boxes unchecked and a body that feels about 100 years old.

Somewhere between the morning and evening craziness I find myself trying to be ever present with my children.  I feel responsible for their emotional development, the well-rounding of their personalities, instilling a love for God and Jesus in their hearts, making them feel they always have a safe place, and trying to allow them the freedom to become their true self--not some product of a society with an agenda.  And all of that is crammed in with meal planning, grocery shopping, doctors appointments, volunteering at schools, dance lessons, soccer practice, trips to the library, bill paying, car repairs, supply gathering for school projects and parties, Bible study, budget managing, house cleaning, play dates, blah blah blah...

It's fair to say my plate is full.  I am mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted every day.  Among the list of other things, I'm behind on my blog.  By over a year, I think.  But there's a new baby.  The other three kids of have moved into new roles at home, at school, and in their activities. And Rodney and I are loving it and each other.  There's a part of me that wants it documented...even if there's not time for it.  I want it to be something for my kids to look back on should they ever have questions.  Possibly something for my daughters to look back on as they venture into their own motherhood journey.  Definitely something for me to look back on when the kids are all gone, the house is quiet, and I need a reminder of how hard--yet wonderful--it was so I can appreciate that season for what it will be.

So... I'm venturing back to blogging.  For myself, mostly.  Also, for my long distance friends and family who like having a front seat to our little dramatic comedy.  And, of course, for my kids.

It may be slow.  Somewhat scattered.  But it'll be here.  And I'm looking forward to it.  We have lots to talk about...