The truth is, no one is going to make me accomplish the things i aspire to, besides me. And once these ordinary everyday "time consumers" grow and evolve into longer naps (Elsie), preschool attendee (Brooks) and more independent (Corban), those "free-times" in my life will be filled with other space fillers, and i, once-again, will be at a loss for "me."
I'm a simple gal, with simple taste, and simple things in life keep me completely smitten. I dont require lavish shopping trips, hair and nail salons, or even vacations. When i dream about "me" time, it's not, per say, what i envision other moms dream of. My "me" time consists of a warm cup of something (cider, hot tea, cocoa, coffee....simple girl=not picky), a blanket, my feet cozied up under my hunnie's bum (sorry cole, secret's out!) and either a book (what's that again?) or catching up on my loved ones lives via social networking while i invite them into a very small glimpse of my day. That's my perfect me time.
Today i decided with My love away in school, and my children more needy and consuming with the new change..that my me time has hit a desperate climax. When they go to bed, i am always faced with the same dilemma: I either shower, do "chores," work out or have me time. And lately i have been letting wayyyyyyyyy too much of the social networking vortex suck me in. I'm a girl who seems to always have a soapbox, and it's quite a comfy seat for me to rest upon. I feel when i'm there that I'm being known to people who do not live in my nest, and perhaps letting them peek into a life different then theirs, a life less ordinary...
So, do i search for importance? to be heard? To churn the hearts and very gears inside of my friends and inside of mothers? Love to talk about my adorable little hatchlings? desperately miss myself some mom and dad? the answer to all of those is a whopping yes, and facebook just is not cutting it for me. I cannot live within the realm of a 420 character max. :) Not for as much as it was handi-capping me. I have so much insight to share, and so much love to instill and affirm, and a place i crave for me..... enter the Blog :)
I always thought i would name it the "Nason Nest" The name just always has been clear in my mind. However this past week as i really cranked down and focused on "will i?....or maybe not...[start a blog]" the alliteration of it just sounded cheesy..
But, we are a nest. The building of it has been a collaboration.. a collection of our best, and sometimes our not-so-stable, built instinctively with wisdom only our Father could bestow, we both feather it and sit on our eggs in the keeping them safe and helping them grow aspect. Our babies are curious little chickies, always peering, and peeping, and skwawking aggressively when they see food, they are born with big eyes and mostly hairless, but watching them grow they are oh so cute. Brooks is our daring one that will likely leap out way too soon, and I'm trusting in the Hands of our Creator to place him continually back where he is safe... Mr. daring, taking chances.. with his fearless zest and joy for adventure. Corban is our timid careful one.. requiring gentle urges for nearly everything. He needs a good dose of convincing coupled with reassuring hands of assistance before he will venture into anything for the first time. He is our quiet and content little birdie, who's self expression surpasses none, who's meek and mild spirit creates a perfect blend and balance for his brother to rest on. Our Chickadee, Elsie is an exuberant sassy little thing. She already has every man in our family (ok, I'll admit, me too) wrapped endlessly around her sweet laughter and smiles. Just looking at her causes her to envelope into a smile that melts her into a little puddle of the brightest thing you ever saw (if you cant create this image in your heart, you'll just have to meet her, i cant describe it any other way).
We are, however, not alone in this nest. We are not a family of 5. We are a family of 6. We have one more member of our Nest who is constantly changing it, constantly redeeming and renewing it, and making it a brand new creation. Every season He has something new for us in store as we lay it all down at His feet and let Him. We are altered all the time, at the Altar.. A Nest more Altared. Yes, a play on words but one i find much less cheesy. It is here you will find all of our adventures as we learn to live and grow together. It wont always be happy and sunshines and rainbows, though you are sure to find those in abundance. I will promise you it will always be real, and a place of raw honest reflection. A place where i profess why i have faith, and re-afirm it over and over through our struggles. A place where the ups and downs dont change our lives, they enrich them, and a place where i hope you can grab a cup of something hot, snuggle up with your feet under someone's bum, climb a ladder up the tree and peek into our Nest.
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