Propped up in bed, snuggled by two warm little boy bodies. Grayson is sick today, so we are home from church and haven't moved very far from where we woke up! I am surrounded by my Bible, journal, and all the stuff I seem to accumulate for my quiet time. Coffee, always. I have a lot to do (also, always) but am pondering instead.
Laundry, gardening, dishes, bills, more laundry, errands, tidying, and still more laundry: all those have to be done, but in the rush to do, I can easily miss the more important things: reading to the kids (Narnia right now), squirrel watching with the cat (who thinks he's an albino squirrel, I'm convinced!), scooter racing down the drive, having picnics on the deck, playing baby dolls with Addie on the porch, baking together, staying up late to watch the stars with my husband, sitting and not multi-tasking while on the phone with my loved ones, reading a good book slowly.
I am finishing up a project in Addie's bedroom--projects are so rewarding and often so necessary, but always seem to suck up all the free time and money!--and once it's done, I'm committing to being project-free for awhile, just to slow down and savor all the things that are truly important. I have to fight my nature not to embrace another project, but remembering that these little ones aren't so little and won't stay little very long, helps me keep it in perspective.
I want to savor the days and not look back on them when we're all old and think, "Well, I may not have spent enough time with the kids, but our house sure did look nice." It's a hard pull for me, because I love the excitement of planning a project and all the creativity that goes into it, but I always get bogged down halfway through and wish I could just be finished already! But wisdom comes with time, and I'm realizing that House Beautiful (or Garden Beautiful or Sewing Projects Galore, whatever) can't compare to a life spent well with the four greatest gifts God has given me, my husband and children.
Pressing on today.