Every other day, I feel like I’m in 100% nesting mode. On the off days, I couldn’t be bothered with it. I think this must be my subconscious attempt to balance what is coming and what is already here. There are days when I just want (and need) to be present with Henry. Today was one of those. He accompanied me on morning errands, and then we went to the pool for lunch and some early afternoon swim time. It was slightly on the cool side today, but with pool temps pushing 84 degrees, there was no convincing HD that we should be anywhere else but paddling around in the water. There is a remarkable change in him from last year to now–he is suddenly daring and desiring independence as he makes his way into the “deep” end without fear. Nowadays, the fear is all on me (and especially as I think about keeping up with him as this pregnancy moves along all summer). Nevertheless, it was fun to realize just how much he is coming into his own, and how much he is a boy and no longer a baby. I miss that part of him sometimes, but then I remember that we’re about to jump back on the baby train again, and it’s ok. I think on days like today I can fully embrace H’s boyhood and growing up.

God’s timing is perfect, and nothing phases Him like it does us. I quickly find greater peace when I remember this.

So…nesting. Nesting vs. summertime fun and running around with munchkin #1–this is going to be one of my greatest challenges for the next twelve weeks. I do appreciate that there’s a deadline of sorts. We know that what’s not done come mid-August may likely stay as is until mid-winter, when baby has settled into life here and we’ve settled into life with baby. (And maybe longer than that.) This is exactly why I’m trying to prioritize things in my head without overcommitting my heart to them. Life is constantly in flux, and we never know what might come our way. Could be that all lines up according to plan. Could be that baby gets here early and we manage completely with everything as is (not willing it to happen this way, but I’m telling myself that we would work it all out and be fine if it did). Could be that there are just too many glorious days this summer to count, and we end up spending them as a family by the pool. I mean, really. What is H going to remember best, anyway?

I am still learning so much about balance and figuring things out as we go. Tonight, for example, I’ve debated vacuuming several times. But then there was the blog (and my commitment to it), and there’s also the fact that this mama spent the afternoon keeping up with a two year old in the pool and bed sounds much better. Balance. Since I work tomorrow, vacuuming is getting the shove to another day’s to-do list. And bed beckons. Can’t help it. Gotta have energy for the tasks at hand…plus nesting, when life permits. 😉

thankful for the time with my sweet boy today, even if it involved a maternity swim suit 🙂

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