I have not written in what is forever in the blogging world. Best intentions aside, it seems that day-to-day drama, day-to-day stress, day-to-day duties - just drain me, day-to-day.
I am so incredibly thankful to have such beautiful children. I am blessed to know such intense personalities, wrapped up in the intelligent, sensibile and often very tender packages - ever so exquisite, that are my children.
I am truly blessed.
I wish I had more time and energy to share all the delightful tidbits of our days.
This evening will not be the time for details.
Suffice to say, that though my kids are challenging to parent at times, I am thankful for their presence in my life. I am regretful that I have certaily missed many of their most endearing moments, as I have worked from home through most of their little lives. They have been with babysitters or in daycare or camp for many hours of their weekdays, year round.
But evenings and weekends, we are fairly inseparable and with very few exceptions, I have put them to bed every night, for each night of their little lives. In fact, until about six months ago and from time to time I am up with them both, alternately, several times a night. They crawl in bed with me but sometimes I escape and crawl in their bed! They come find me again!
Every night, 360+ of the 365 nights available, we cuddle and read stories. They play cat and mouse with sleep and with my patience. They share their secrets with me- from the emotional rehash of something upsetting during their day, to their deepest fears.
Eventually, they give in to sleep (admittedly, it's usually with a little help from melantonin, which I am throroughly 100% convinced none of us produces enough of on our own)
And when they are blissful and dreaming, I know, that I am truly blessed.
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