This week number nine is the size of a lemon and I finally felt a few of those sweet little kicks I've been waiting for and it still made me giggle as if this was lemon number one. I don't think you ever get used to feeling your child dancing inside of you.
This is the last lemon and just in case you aren't taking me seriously by now, I have the brand new camera to prove it:
Some women get "push" presents, but not this lady, nope she gets a retirement package instead! I've been dreaming of this guy since before he hit his first assembly line and I can't wait to get to know him better.
Otherwise it's life as usual with all the ups and downs and twists and turns we have grown so accustomed to navigating.
And even though there are challenges and rough stretches of the road to travel, I feel so at peace right now. As if I can finally feel easy in my own skin, in my own life, even when the journey is anything but easy. I feel good. I feel light. I feel graceful.
I'm sure I'll be ready to stumble again tomorrow.
Especially since there is a whole lot of mess just waiting to trip me up.
Wish I had more to say, but really that's the gist of it. New camera, messy house, lovely family. You know what to expect from me by now. A sloppy half hearted attempt to document this sloppy whole hearted life.
And of course just when I thought life couldn't get any better I got snail mail. Snail mail in the form of a mason jar filled with gluten free chocolate chip cookies. I mean, seriously? Does it get better than that? The way it filled my heart made me want to immediately send packages to all my loved ones just so that they could open their mail boxes to the same feelings, because I'm telling you it felt like magic (and tasted even better)!
And there is no way to wrap this up, because I'm already late to pick up the twins and of course have totally neglected the homemade salsa I was supposed to prepare while I was doing this instead. Let's just consider ourselves all caught up and cross our fingers that this new camera will mean lots of future picture taking, even of the teenagers (if I have to nail them down or threaten them with duct tape I will make it my mission) because I know you miss seeing them too!
For now, I have a lemon to go tend to.