Playing Catch Up

It’s PB’s naptime on my day off, and I thought I would play catch up a little bit in this space…

We recently tore out our summer garden and have been enjoying investigating the remaining cold weather plants (and insects) with PB.  Pumpkins, squash, chard, and the nasturtiums are still going strong, and my daughter has a keen eye for spiders, beetles, and caterpillars.

Meanwhile, the sugar pumpkins I planted so many months ago are not turning orange.  One of them has just a tinge of orange, and the rest are still quite green. Sweetie has suggested that maybe they didn’t get enough sun in their place beneath the corn stalks.  Does anyone know if they will turn? Can I bake with a green pumpkin?

PB is growing into the most expressive, adventurous, talkative, curious, and loving little person. I look into those baby blues and my heart fills to capacity thinking of all that she is and will become. Becoming a mother has made me all the more understanding and compassionate for my mother; to think, someone loves me as much as I love PB–how magnificent!

Going to work has meant less face time with my daughter each day, and that has been a little difficult for us both. I’m trying to resist the temptation to “make up for it” by turning our together time into an over-scheduled, let’s fit in all the fun sort of experience. Instead, I am challenging myself to  just let the time pass naturally and trust that fun activities will happen organically. With a few planned activities and outings sprinkled in, of course, but only when they fit in with family time.

Yesterday after nap, PB was very quiet and wanted to stay close to mama. Gone were  my aspirations of a trip to the library and visit with friends. Yes, let’s snuggle and read books instead. These moments pass altogether too quickly, and I am doing my best to soak them in.

Being your own boss has its liberation and burdens. Something I’m trying to work toward is being focused on work at work, and on home at home, letting the worries of one place go for a little while so that I can be present and focused on the task at hand.  I want to be available, say yes, and grow a successful business, but I need to recharge and focus on our family 100% at least one whole day per week. And stay in my sweatpants while doing it. ; )

Not Just a Weekend

It was more than a weekend; it was several days that were more like a family reunion than Independence Day, really. You see, on Tuesday my mom flew in for a much-needed visit. We live across the country from one another, so every time we see each other it’s special.  And to make things even more special, on Wednesday my oldest friend and her mom arrived after having driven something like 18 days across the US and Canada together. You know how sometimes when you’re a kid your parents try to force you to be friends with the children of their friends? More often than not it was awkward and forced, but occasionally, and these moments were rare at best, you found a true friend. This is what happen with E and me.

We have been friends since we were naked on a farm in diapers, and though the years have taken us farther and farther away from each other, that bond remains. There’s just something worth preserving in a friendship where there is no judgment or competition, where you know what you were both like in elementary school, where the other person knows what your parents are really like. The friends we make as adults have to take our word for it when we describe our pasts. Childhood friends know the truth and don’t hold it against you.

And the 5 of us (me, E, our moms, and my Sweetie) get along magnificently. We ate and drank well ( I was introduced to the Mudslide), played games together, and definitely laughed a lot. I want to thank all of you for taking the time out of your busy summers to spend some time in our neck of the woods. Love you!

While writing this I realized that it would have been great to get a photo of all of us together this weekend, which didn’t happen with my camera. Since I have a hard time publishing a post without a photo or two, I’ll leave you with some pics from the weekend.

Yes, there was some knitting at a baseball game. It was a great way to pass the time between innings when there was nothing to watch besides kids playing musical chairs and racing each other on scooters. Why can’t there just be baseball at a baseball game? It seemed like every 5 minutes there was some annoying commercial interruption a special activity brought to us by a sponsor. I know I was irritated, and it even seemed to affect the players. Sometimes they would be ready to keep playing and had to wait for the other stuff to die down. Grrr. Anyway, our team lost, but I got a couple of inches knit on a new project I am designing. More on that later!