This Month at Home – July 2017

IMG_3855 IMG_3870 IMG_3900 IMG_3921 IMG_3944 IMG_4014 IMG_4114 IMG_4124 IMG_0536 IMG_4147Oh the bliss of summer! It’s hard to believe July is almost over, and yet, this is how it happens every year. Late June days roll into weeks of adventures and fun, nights camping under starry skies, listening to the strings of banjos, birthday celebrations, and evening hikes up the mountain. And as the heat waves of mid-summer settle in, we find ourselves grateful, and craving repose all at the same time.

My goal this summer has been to stay present. To soak in every moment with my little family, all our togetherness, the fun, the meltdowns, everything. Soak in the reality of this life,  disconnect from the subjective reality of media, and breathe. So far, so good.

Today for the first time ever someone stopped me in a tiny store in a tiny town outside of our hometown, and told me she recognized me from my blog. She said she loved reading and that I should keep it going. It was lovely, a fellow mama, an average everyday person just like me, someone I wouldn’t necessarily have spoken with otherwise, but there we were, connected. That’s all I’ve ever wanted from this space.

My sharing has been slow lately. Because, you know…life, and two kids. But also because I’ve been feeling unsure of what to say, what’s my message. I have changed in so many ways in the past few years. I am no longer self employed. I don’t want to sell anyone anything. I don’t feel like I necessarily have any great words of wisdom. I’m not here to tell you how you should live your life. Mostly I’m just here to somewhat document mine. And to connect. Real life connection feels like a really valuable goal right now.

So, thank you to that mama at the market today. Thank you for stopping me as I negotiated with my four year old about pouring a growler of kombucha. Thank you for reaching out and saying hi, for making what is so often an invisible connection, a real one. I’ve been feeling really shy of social media, and even this blog lately, but still I am pulled to show up. So thank you for making me feel like my voice is heard, and valued. I really would love to hear your voices too!

So I’ve got a question for ya…what kind of connection are you craving right now? How do you want to be seen, heard, witnessed? Leave a comment, even if it’s just to say hi 👋 ☺️.

Oh, and if you want to check out the little video I made about our yearly trip to the Greyfox Bluegrass Festival, here it is.

Summer Love

It’s a hot summer night. Tomorrow begins my favorite month of the year, well… One of my favorites. I love the months that are quintessentially their season. October is Fall, December is Winter, April is Spring, and July is Summer. I also love July because it’s my birth-month, it’s a time to reflect and contemplate life, and to dream about what the future holds. July is the middle marker of the year, July is a month of Freedom. Not only because of the fourth being Independence Day, but because people simply expect less to get done in July. Everyone slows down, takes time off, and enjoys life. I love celebrating my birthday (and my hubby’s and my dad’s!) during this time of slow, even lazy, indulgence.

I have to say, I got started with the slow, lowered expectations a little early this year. I have been consciously choosing bare minimum lately, and yet still feeling like I’m too busy, life is too chaotic. So for July, I’m going to take it down yet another notch. Here’s what I’ve got planned…

To stay in bed longer. Not that I will actually be sleeping, oh no, baby boy is up no later than 7. But we have taken to snuggling in the morning. It’s soooo nice. We nurse, and snuggle, and play games with our faces, and tickle and blow raspberries, and nurse and snuggle again.

To linger in my morning routine. Stretching, warm water (yes even on hot days!), breakfast, and playtime. This won’t happen all days, sometimes there are places to go and people to see, but when there isn’t, there isn’t, so why not sip that mint tea a little slower?

To nap. Hot days are the perfect days to take that midday siesta. Stretch out in front of a fan, read stories, and drift slowly off into dreamland. Who cares if we wake up in a puddle of sweat (or pee, or milk, as the case may be), there’s a sprinkler outside just waiting to rinse us from head to toe.

To play. Sidewalk chalk, toy cars, swings, and sandboxes. Watching clouds, chasing butterflies, making forts, and staying up until the sun goes down. Summer concerts, days by the pool or pond, and trips to the beach, music floating on hazy air and sticking to our souls like strawberry jam to our fingers.

To revel in these moments. I plan to soak in these quintessential summer days. I plan to slow down not just enough to enjoy, but enough to satiate, to saturate, to steep my whole being in warmth, and sunshine, cool breezes, and close air.

Summer you are finally here. Thank goodness for you.