Knock, Knock

Wednesday, February 8, 2017
"Art is when you hear a knocking from your soul and you answer." - Star Rich├ęs
I have to admit... I have been such a slacker when it comes to listening to the cravings my soul has been having in terms of creating lately. Every day, I intend to find time to write, whether it's in my journal, blog, or in any of the unfinished novels I've started. Aside from jotting down some reflections on a couple of pages of my favorite purple Moleskine notebook, this is the first time I've actually written anything substantial. So when I saw the quotation above, I felt like I had to do my soul a favor and do a little writing. Life has been busy and exciting and tiring and it's really so great!

Cam keeps me busy and days go by quicker than ever. Between feedings, I keep up with housework and try to bake once a week or so and spend time with my wonderful husband. I started working for my parents again here and there, which has been great because it gets me out of the house with Cam, I get to see my family relatively often, and I'm earning some money. It's not always easy to leave the house (I bring four bags with me - Cam's diaper bag, my pump bag, my nursing pillow, and my bag with whatever I need) and plan around feedings and whatnot, but it's nice to leave the house once in a while. It'll definitely get easier once I'm not breastfeeding anymore, but I know the struggle is worth it. Other than that, I've been reading a lot and having regular trashy TV days with my best friend, catching up on the latest episodes of The Bachelor and bingeing on reruns of Catfish. I'm enjoying my time as a stay-at-home-mom, but trying to ease into rediscovering some of my former hobbies. 

Cam is growing like a weed and he's changing so much every day! He's been eating vegetables for a month now and he loves them (some more than others - he is not a fan of sweet potatoes!). He's almost rolling over, constantly doing pull-ups as he tries to sit up on his own, and whines if we don't support his strong and stubborn desire to stand up on our laps. He's not on the go yet, but I have a feeling that once he is, we're going to be chasing him all over the place! He wakes up babbling now instead of crying, giggles when we play with his toes during a diaper change, and is taking baths in the kitchen sink since he outgrew the baby bathtub. I can't believe he's nearly six months old. Sometimes it feels like that's so much older than he seems, but then again, I struggle to recall what life was like before Nick and I were parents. It's been an incredible journey so far and every day is so full of joy and pride... even the tough, exhausting days!

So maybe it's not a profound reflection on the human condition, but I'm happy that I finally made time to write and post something here! I don't know when I'll be able to fit it in again, but hopefully soon!

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