Tune In Tuesdays #.3

  

 Tune in Tuesday's sounds so quirky doesn't it?

I like strange, geeky things so the title is going to stick around for a while until I can find a better way to describe what goes on around here. 

It's the end of summer and we've already begun home schooling. That's right in our part of the country children return to school the second week of August. I am technically starting late. However we have had plenty of fun out here in the country! 

It's rained a lot here and when we are not snuggling on the couch, making mud pies and bead necklaces we are barbecuing, going for long adventurous hikes throughout the woods,  dressing up,visiting with friends, attending church and enjoying every drop of hot sunshine because we know it won't last forever!!!

 Dagen Asher turned six months! This baby is such a joyful presence in our family. He is always smiling, is smothered in love and has just started to nibble on crusts of home made bread because he is still nursing full time and I don't like to introduce real food until nine or eleven months. Dagen still enjoys a ride on my back as we chase after energetic children and dogs on our walks! As you can see life here is full of nature, moss, mist, sunsets and sun rises with beautiful messages of hidden things left in cobwebs overnight. Our days are quiet with the chirping of birds, glimpses of deer and the faraway sounds of goats and chickens from across the road.

Life is sweet, peaceful and happy as we enjoy these last moments of summer.

 

Those moments

Those moments; you know the ones.

Sleeping moments. When the world stops and you catch it. Those tiny faces so very peaceful and unaware.

My very soul aches with the knowledge that this is slipping away faster than my camera can catch it. I take a lot of pictures while my babies sleep, because I know my season with them is short.

I've complained and have mourned the lost sleep when those newborns come home. We want to rush those first weeks, we want them moving and sitting already, we speed up feedings and wish the days of two hour schedules were over. Only looking back did I see how short and fleeting they were.

Slow down I tell myself.

Hold those moments of long eye lashes, deep sleep, and baby noises.

Those times when they want my arms solely.Needing to feel a heartbeat underneath
small ears. These times I am the only one who can rock them to sleep, ease over tiredness into a peaceful rest. I wish to keep those times, own those chapters as a parent.

Such moments were created just for me by a God who knew what He was doing. Only a parent could glimpse how fragile, enormous yet terrifying ,raising a child will be when they catch those moments of sleep.