Summer is winding down. I mean technically it’s been summer, but it hasn’t felt like it much. It’s been either cold or rainy much of the time. I’ve had little time to enjoy the season with baby-related goings on. That’s a good problem to have though because it means we have little Henry. What a sweet boy. Yet, my house has been overrun by three other people (my daughter, her boyfriend, and their baby).
I have to admit it makes me proud when they come to me tired and weary and ask, “Mimi do you think you can get him to sleep. I can’t seem to do it.” Then within minutes of Mimi’s magic touch, he’s burped and sleeping. Kevin’s mom commented on one of my FB posts the other day and said, “I heard Mimi Veronica is the world’s best burper!” I had to laugh at that, but alas my talents are known far and wide. Too bad I can’t put that skill on my resume! “Baby whisper and world’s best baby burper.”
All jokes aside, while the mess and chaos inside my home overwhelms my senses and they frustrate me because they won’t let share any pictures of him, it is the most blessed kind of chaos. I mean what a gift to get to spend the first weeks of his life with him and to be there for my daughter this way! I never had that kind of support and am glad to be here for her. It will be over before I know it…just like summer.
But even though summer is almost over, the flowers aren’t stressing out about it. They simply continue to bloom. They soak in the sun and enjoy sharing their space with the hummingbirds, bees, and butterflies. Glad to share their abundance with those who need it.
We can really learn a lot about transition, contentment, and staying in the flow from nature. I am sad about summer being nearly over though. But when I get too caught up in it, I only need to remind myself to look at the flowers.
Spomie just started playing this song in my head:
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
Thanks for the reminder, friend.
Xo,
V.
