The Agony and the Ecstasy
I finally decided to update the blog. So I picked a random template and it seems nice enough. Maybe I'll customize it one of these days. Or maybe I'll keep switching it out until I find an especially awesome theme.
There hasn't been a lot on my mind in particular, so let's see where this goes.
I'm struck by the intense contrasts of parenting. For example, a few nights a week I come home from work, and Katie drops Sam off at taekwondo and heads to the gym. I stay home with the other three kids and try to make dinner. It can be pretty stressful to prepare a meal with constant demands for something or other, fights, and whatever else is happening. I feel good that I'm giving Katie a little time to herself, but it's exhausting.
Then there are the other times. I usually read a chapter in a book to Allison before tucking her in, and it's just the two of us for a few minutes. Or I hold Clara and sing to her to rock her to sleep. She's almost four, but I really enjoy doing it. Or Sam and I talk about a science question he has. The other week at church I had James and Clara on my lap and just felt a wonderful feeling of contentment. It's so hard, but moments like that are so worth the trouble.
And then James dumps a whole box of cereal on the floor, and the cycle begins again.
A couple random recent photos.
There hasn't been a lot on my mind in particular, so let's see where this goes.
I'm struck by the intense contrasts of parenting. For example, a few nights a week I come home from work, and Katie drops Sam off at taekwondo and heads to the gym. I stay home with the other three kids and try to make dinner. It can be pretty stressful to prepare a meal with constant demands for something or other, fights, and whatever else is happening. I feel good that I'm giving Katie a little time to herself, but it's exhausting.
Then there are the other times. I usually read a chapter in a book to Allison before tucking her in, and it's just the two of us for a few minutes. Or I hold Clara and sing to her to rock her to sleep. She's almost four, but I really enjoy doing it. Or Sam and I talk about a science question he has. The other week at church I had James and Clara on my lap and just felt a wonderful feeling of contentment. It's so hard, but moments like that are so worth the trouble.
And then James dumps a whole box of cereal on the floor, and the cycle begins again.
A couple random recent photos.
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| My sister sent Allison this sweet jacket for her birthday. |
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| Another of the "Ladies" series. |
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