Long Awatied

When we buy a house we talk about all the things we can do to make it our home. Our space. Paint, take down walls, new carpet, build a room, change the kitchen.....this house is slowly becoming ours. It slow, but not really when I think its only been 2 years and we have worked hard.

Recently I had this flurry of  "We have to move!" We went house hunting. Country house hunting. Oh the houses. The beautiful old century homes that needed TONES and TONES of work. I did fall in love with one. It still sitting on the market. A big beautiful house with 3/4 of and acer to raise chickens, and a few goats....but suddenly as the weather shifts, with my sense of balance, the flurry, that urgency is gone. I suppose if we had found the right house back in September at the right price it would have worked. We could have packed and been moved before Christmas, and had just enough time to settle before welcoming Baby Luv into our home. But it didn't happen that way, and I find myself settling in to routine, feeling nesty, and cozying up here at home. Preparing for a quiet winter of school work, Christmas, and adding to our family.

I can hope that the big beautiful house in the country is still sitting there come February...right?

But in the mean time we did something. Something we've talked about likely since we moved in. The back yard was shaded. Nicely shaded when its 35 degrees C outside. But we quickly realized that our garden didn't like all that shade, and the pool didn't warm up well.

So.....Goran got busy a few Sundays ago.

Slowly this house becomes ours. We make small changes, or big changes, and it feel more and more like a place I can stay and raise our family.

It was a mess for a few days, but Goran made quick work of packing it into the trailer and hauling it away. The bigger logs we have left in hopes of putting a wood burning insert in, just in time for sweet babes birth!

The space and air in the backyard!!!  We can see the sky!!!

And we left the biggest tree, as it is off to the side, providing enough shade, but not to much!!

Next is painting the master bedroom!!

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Halloween - Making Memories

That's what its about right? Being together, laughing, teasing, maybe some tears, hugs to make it better, and at the end of the night tucking happy, tired ones into bed. The memories - wee ones running through the wet leaves from one door to another. Laughing and calling for mom and dad and baby to keep up. We'll talk about it years from now, that night Daddy had to run Klara home to pee.

We added a few new Halloween things to our list of fun this year.

We went to fright night at a friends school.....

.....the kids had fun making cookies and playing games.

By far my favorite this year was visiting a nursing home all dressed up just to wave and say hi.

The smiles on those faces.....brought tears to this pregnant lady's eyes.

Yes is was a memory I will treasure for years and years to come.

So it comes to an end. The night they have been looking forward to for months. Costumes will get packed away, and candy slowly eaten over the next few weeks. It all seemed a bit of a hassle, and I'm mostly glad its over. But at the same time I'm happy the memories were made, expectations met, and for them the desire for next year grows a bit.

Happy Halloween!!

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Afternoons to Days

It happened unexpectedly. They asked Goran to work days for 'a bit'. One can hardly argue at a newish job so we said yes. We threw away our afternoon shift routine that I had worked so hard to maintain...only to find that the day time routine just happened. Suddenly, less yelling, shouting, rushing, fighting, and stressing. Its amazing. These days we live right now.

The routine falls into place. The wee ones seem to sigh with relief as we get up together, begin the day and work together to the joyful time when Daddy comes home. Daddy comes home to a house smelling of lovely foods, happy kids, and happy well rested wife. Everyone is winning.

I live for this. These days of peace, when it all things flows together. I sigh knowing afternoons will rear its ugly head (yes) again.  I am a bit embarrassed to admit as Goran and I talked one day,  I cried, as I let go of all the stress of months and months of afternoons, and he listened and we talked more about how to make is better next time and plans we can put into motion. It was so good, to feel listened too, heard, and not have to rush through a conversation because, well kids need help, or lunch needs to made, or work is waiting.

So we enjoy these days right now. 

Stopping to watch as the world turn to red and orange and gold.

The luv and bond grow between 2.

Watch them grow,

 learn,

and discover, completely unhindered.

Beautiful days that require nothing but observing, and keeping them safe. Enjoying the smiles and time of youth, and all that the wee ones bring to my life.

Saying I'm blessed and knowing it is one thing. I do know it. I'm blessed in so many millions of ways. But when life is a struggle, days and routines not merging well, its hard to feel it.

Today I feel it. I feel the blessing wash over me, and I am so thankful for this break, this blessing in itself.

Blessing await as wee ones and I prepare for a morning of raking leaves. This will be fun!!

Blessing to you for the day a hand. May there be many you see, know, and feel!

Klara and Milk

Klara was preparing for a bath in toddler hood fashion, running around naked last night. She stopped at one point looking at her nipples and said,

"Milk?"

"Do you have milk?" I asked.

"No!" she laughed. Then pointed at me. "Milk?" Very clearly a question.

"No," I sad, a bit wishfully. "I don't have milk. But when the baby comes Momma will have milk again," I explained to her.

She started laughing. "Me?"

"Do you want milk when the baby comes?" I asked, surprised she remembered.

"YES!" She shouted, laughing at the same time.

"OK," I agreed. "When the baby comes she will share milk with you."

She was laughing and happy and my heart melted.

"Baby come. Me milk!" she declared.

Today she points to the right breast and says, "Baby!" then the left and says, " Me!"

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

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