I have spent so much of my time and energy being a mom and wife this last year. I think I need to get to know myself again. I want to fall in love with changing seasons and cool summer nights. I want to read a story that leaves me feeling their story is my own the moment my eyes leave the page.

I want to be passionate again. To know what passion is beyond motherhood and marriage but not excluding those things.

I don’t brush his hair because I love how he looks with bed head.

More often than not I find that I linger longer and cuddle my sleeping boy. I have to fend off the guilt in this. The dog sheds so much, I should be vacuuming, not to mention the full dishwasher and toys scattered throughout the house. The list is endless. BUT he is only a baby for so long right? And how could it ever hurt him to grow up with my attention and affection but have an untidy house?

I am working to lay down the guilt. After all, it may take three times longer, but doing chores with him, watching him explore and learn, that is worth it.

For now, we cuddle.

Lately Kai makes it a point to bring a toy and sit by Winnie to play. Often he does not even touch her, just keeps her close.

Eh, nerds make the best company.

Fortunately, it looks like all of our plants will rebound. The zucchini, hit the hardest, already has large, new leaves covering the surviving fruit. Tucked inside the vines, we have a couple thriving tomatoes and the peppers are bearing their first fruits! 

Colorado weather has always been unpredictable, but last week gave way to thunderstorms and hail unlike I have seen years. Our poor garden bore the brunt of the storms.