{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual ispired by SouleMama. 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.

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama. 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.

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama. A single photo (or for this week, two!) - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Welcome, dear Sylvia

Sylvia Jane. A pleasant surprise. Most had their bets on a boy. Most had their bets on February. Most had their bets on another hefty weigh-in. And I had my bets on another drawn-out labor lasting into the night. Our new little girl graced our lives with hers on March 2nd, weighing in at a mere (for us) 8 pounds and 1 ounce, at 11:23 in the morning, after the midwife had been at our house for less than two hours. Welcome, dear Sylvia. We already don't remember what life without you was. (Edited to warmly credit the photos to my wonderful friend Megan. Thank you so much for capturing these moments for us!)

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama. 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.

Clippy Hog

For some reason, when we went to the store, everyone seemed surprised when I corrected them and stated he was a BOY...

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A little rule breaking for me this week on {this moment}. I figure I've already been breaking the rules for months of this being a weekly ritual. Why not step up my naughtiness this week with words? I've asked myself lately why I have been so absent from this space of mine. I love it so, and I love the creative process of telling my stories, the memories I am saving for our familly, and the time spent appreciating the important things here. I love that there are some of you who follow this or check in often to catch a glimpse of what we are doing, also. The answer I have come up with in my questioning is that we are so busy living life at this moment that I feel I foget to take time to jot it down. And I think I'm okay with that. We are in such a beautiful yet hectic place in life. We are deep into homeschooling the oldest two (although the younger two get their share, I have two registered homeschoolers now), so we are learning all the time. We are building a barn into a home. We are on our own Monday through Thursday while Adam leaves at 6 am and returns home at 9 pm (if he returns at all some nights). We are scrambling to finish Christmas gifts for beloved friends and family. We are packing and downsizing in preparation for the day we get to move to our farm. Little Number Five will be here before we know it, and some days I just need to rest. Life is so full. There will be another side to this chaos. I know it will be just another form of chaos, with new garden plots to prepare, chickens to hatch and raise, and still a barn above our heads to build into our home while we camp out in our basement space. But perhaps it will afford some more time to just slow down and take it all in a little better. Until then, I will do what I can here and in every other aspect of what it means to be me/us right where I/we are.