2 Weeks

It's 9:15 and I'm still in my pajamas. How sad is that? Even worse, if I had my way I would not only be in my pajamas, I'd still be sound asleep in my soft, comfy, warm, inviting bed... Oh, bed, how I miss thee.

Whew. It's been two weeks since our little one was born, and time is doing that strange, overlapping thing when sometimes it feels as if we brought him home yesterday and sometimes it feels as if he has been a part of our lives forever. Either way, I continue to be blissfully euphoric about my new role as a mother of three. Three. It's such a nice, complete number. The sides of a triangle, each leaf of a clover, the Trinity. I like being a mother of three. No, I love it. But I'm busy, too. Tired. A little red-eyed and pale. Mostly because when I'm ready to sleep, my baby is as wide-eyed and cheerful as the cutie in the picture above. (No, that honey is not mine... Sorry!) And yet, how is it the dark lines under my eyes mean nothing when I get to bury my lips in the sweet neck of my baby?

Okay, I told you that if I blogged during this time it would be little more than sentimental drivel. Sorry. But you were warned. Anyway, before I totally embarrass myself and start composing sonnets to my little one, I'll write what I came to write and go take a much-needed shower. I think I could sculpt my hair right now using nothing my my fingers and a bit of elbow grease. Sad, isn't it?

While two weeks of fawning over my infant is not nearly enough time to satisfy my mommy cravings, I am starting to miss my "regular" life. I've been working hard on stuff for One Body One Hope (check out the blog for some exciting news!), reading a lot, and getting the creative itch to write again... Fourteen days is a long time to abandon my craft! So, it's time. Or almost time. I'll be getting back into the swing of things slowly this week...

Which includes sneak previews of some of my works in progress, writing tips and life inspirations from Donald Miller (A Million Miles in a Thousand Years is one of the best books I've ever read. Ever.), some recipes for busy moms (I found time to make the best cookies the other day--they lasted all of ten hours), and other fun tidbits about life, summer, motherhood, imagination, and maybe even breastfeeding. ;)

Love and hugs to all! I hope you're enjoying the last few days of July... Yikes. Is August a mere breath away??? See you on Thursday... Or maybe Friday. ;)