
I meant to introduce you to a new artist now. But I haven’t got it together. eek.
Today, felt like I couldn’t get much together. It was really insane. Picture this: Around 5:00. baby at my ankles, food, recycling, and Betsy-knows-what all over the floor, a demanding three year old, and me, with hot oil, trying to find my iphone buried under the trimmings from the onion – so I can read what comes next in the Jamie Oliver recipe app. Not pretty, and slightly dangerous.
Emery has figured a few key things out. One of them is opening the fridge. Which is lead to his discovery of myriads of “balls” which he likes to throw all over the house. Apples only bruise, but eggs break. Upon going to the dining room to set the table I find he has also discovered the tomatoes, and has spread half eaten, wet, seedy-bits, into the carpet. I wouldn’t mind so much, but they are the organic ones, that are for tomorrows dinner. And well, I’m practicing being detached!
So. I think tonight is time for some guilty pleasures. I have my chocolate. From this shop. Its getting me through a lot these days. I’m telling you, I think with this stuff in hand, I could get through WW3. wow. Upon the discovery of the health benefits of chocolate, I have decided to eat it. a lot. I consider it my daily dose of medicine. If you live near, you absolutely must go to this shop. Buy a lot. you don’t have to thank me, but if you were so inclined I wouldn’t refuse the butter-cream truffles.
Another guilty pleasure is well, not so guilty. I have been taking time for myself during the day. When all is nutso, and I realize I need a break, because patience is getting thin, its time for my daily prayer and meditation. I know not everyone prays, but I think we all need a practice of slowing down, listening to ourselves, and getting in touch with our core values. That’s what praying is for me. Anyways, the crazy thing is, I have been doing it with the kids in the room. I just tell them, “I am going to say my prayers now”, and I do it in the play-room, with them. Now, its not always so easy or quiet, but after a few days they are starting to get it. I mostly ignore them, as long as its not dangerous, or they are sounding desperate, in which case I take a quiet moment with them, reassure them I am almost done, and then go back to my thing – till I am done. I can’t tell you how freeing this is for me. Up to now I was thinking I had to wake up earlier, or use some of my precious work time, or cut into something that just isn’t expendable, to take this 15 mins out. But now you can find me, reciting prayers aloud, babies crawling all over me, in a quiet state of bliss. HA! But seriously, this had had some truly happy repercussions throughout my day.
The last little guilty pleasure is inspired by my grandmother, who was just here. She had such sweet conversations with my three year old, and found such joy in the babies cuteness. It was inspiring and reminded me that the best reward for the trials of parenting is the fact that you get to be with your kids! How great they are and to just revel in their sweetness. A couple moments like that in a crazy day can be enough to keep it up!
I know I got more vices but these little bits seem to be what I want to share right now.