A few months ago, there was a day where I was back and forth in and out of the school most of the day long. Volunteering in Ellie's class (which turned out to be their Valentine's party, so fun!), picking up Landon and playing on the playground with Ellie, Owen and Porter, setting up for the Science Fair, Parent Teacher Conferences and more playground time, home for dinner, then back for the science fair that evening -phewph!
But every time I think of that day (and many other less hectic, but still busy days), I think of this line from one of my favorite lullabies,
"It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon."
Not long ago, just getting the kids to and from school felt like about all I could manage in a day. And staying for a few minutes to play on the playground at pick-up time seemed seemed truly daunting. I was prepared for brand new little Porter to rock our world for a little while, but I hadn't anticipated just how long it would take for me to figure out how to mother four little ones. {Or , definitely related, how long it would take to find a livable sleep arrangement} And oh! how I wanted to just be able to do and be all the things!
And of course, every afternoon these days isn't a perfectly happy, busy one. But I've felt so grateful on so many days recently just to feel like a bit more like I can do the things I need and want to do. And even though those things are little (morning jobs, going for a walk, making dinners, planning for primary, visiting the library for story time...) they feel big for me right now and I'm so happy to be doing them.
