back from the deep...

It's been a while. There are times over the past few months that it has felt like I've been drowning. So much going on and I just haven't been able to keep up. Sick children, sick husband, sick cat and a crying baby. The laundry is piled up to the clouds, dust has its own postal code in my house and groceries seem to disappear as I put them away. There have been times in the past few weeks when I've just looked around in despair. How will I ever get to all of this?? Especially when I have a 7 month old who just won't be put down and won't be happy in a carrier? And, just when I felt like I had dropped into a pit with no bottom; the sun came out, the baby learned to sit up and like sitting up, the boys stopped fighting and our rhodo bloomed. New life and a new life. A new life for me. My house isn't going to look like I want it to over night, I can't craft and create to my heart's content yet and yes, I'm awfully tired but still....this crazy chaotic life is mine. I can choose to see it as a season....changing every day and passing on or I can get bogged down in the minutiae. And, just suddenly with the first blossoms of spring, I remember to choose joy.



So today,somehow, this house and this life isn't nearly as overwhelming as it had been....yes, the laundry is still ongoing, the dust still threatens to take over in a massive coup and yes, my decor is still late winter rather than early spring but this life is *good*. Some pics from around the house...

Wheat grass growing for the cat....he's doing so much better but his tummy is still quite easily upset so I'm going to wait until the end of the week to give this to him. (so he'll stay away from my plants!)

And yes, here he is, the great Winst himself. He's really returned to normal in the past few days. He hasn't got the hang of eating dry food with his somewhat toothless mouth but the vet assures me he will. He lost all the upper teeth on one side along with two on the other so he has to place the food perfectly in order to chew it down. He is so much happier though and you can tell he's just feeling good not being in pain any longer. The worst and saddest moment for us post surgery was waking up in the night after he'd come home and finding him wedged in between us. He wasn't purring and didn't purr even when I scratched his head but you could tell he just needed us and felt completely bewildered. I'm so glad he's better!

And Miss Fiona! She's showing off her playpen....new now that we've put away the bassinet part. And, she's showing off how well she can sit up! She's doing well although not quite to the point where I've put her on our hardwood floors yet to play. She's almost there though and is more than ready to get moving. We're going to wait until tax season is over and then do a big clean, declutter and make the boys a play space downstairs for the Lego/Playmobil and sundry other toys that won't be Fiona friendly for some time. The boys are starting to think about the little pieces and keep them up without even me asking which is excellent.

We're off to dinner at church tonight...we enjoy these once a month Wednesday night suppers. Tonight is missionary letter reading which the boys always enjoy too. And, I don't have to cook which is a bonus for me although I will need to bake to make sure I have something to take with me :) This non-dairy thing is hard at times but so, so worth it!

Speak soon.