It has been a quiet day today. The boys have a renewed love for our GeoTracks train set. They have spent two days happily building enormous, elaborate tracks and then tearing them down and starting all over again. Maddie and Brenna played with dolls during the day, and are now playing “pet shop” with a friend. Jacob has taken a surprisingly long nap this afternoon and Asher konked out on the family room couch.
With the kids all sleeping or entertained, I’ve spent the afternoon sitting on the couch working on preschool lesson plans. I am giving my preschool schedule a complete make-over this year and it’s proven to be a much larger undertaking than I’d imagined. It is quite time-consuming and I hope that I am happy with the end result. I needed a better schedule and curriculum, with more clear goals, and I needed something that would better balance the needs of my younger homeschoolers and my older ones. Hopefully these changes will help with those things.
There is one spot in the living room that is always extra cool and that is where I’ve been sitting while I work. My tummy isn’t big yet, but as I approach the last trimester of this pregnancy, I am already in the perpetually hot phase. If summer is over and school has started, why hasn’t the weather cooled off yet? I’ve had enough of summer heat, and I am really looking forward to the crisp air of autumn!
I don’t have a favorite season, but I do always love the in-between time as one season morphs into another. I look towards that new season with such anticipation. It makes me nostalgic too, but in a content way.
That’s where I am now- anticipating fall. I am so excited for cooler weather, for warm dinners, for cute sweaters. I am excited for the days to get shorter because there is something magical about a warm, cozy house as the sun goes down.
I’m looking forward to our new fall schedule, to brand-new subjects and classes and textbooks, and to fun-filled activities and projects and field trips. I am excited for the kids’ fall activities to start because, even though it will make my own schedule so busy, it will also make my sweet kids very happy.
I am eagerly anticipating the holidays! Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas… they are all so much fun, especially because one holiday just leads right into the next this time of year. I am looking forward to making fun holiday crafts and treats, to carrying on our beloved traditions and to starting new traditions as well. The holidays are such a fun, fun time of year and I’ll admit that my head is currently swimming with sentimental day dreams of what this holiday season will bring.
And then there is our baby boy. His arrival still seems so far away and I am continually surprised when I realize that he’ll be here in a matter of months. This pregnancy is passing so quickly for me, and I still feel so blessed to be welcoming another sweet son into our family.
When I was pregnant with Brenna, I knew how far along I was down to the week and day. I could easily say “I’m 32 weeks and 3 days pregnant,” without even pausing to think. This time I can’t seem to remember anything more than the fact that I am due in December. I feel a little bad about it, but… What can I say? I’m busy and my head is full and the days and weeks pass so quickly that I lose track of them easily. Plus, my due date has changed so many times that I don’t even feel like I have an “official” due date anymore, and that makes it hard to know “exactly” how far along I am as well. So I am sticking with the “due in December” line because of my ever-changing due date, and trying not to feel bad that I don’t know precisely how many weeks and days I am at any given moment.
But even though I am not good at “pregnancy math” this time around, that doesn’t indicate a lesser love or involvement than I felt in previous pregnancies. I am so excited to be pregnant again, and I am positively thrilled to be having another little boy. I daydream about my little guy quite often and I love feeling his many kicks and wiggles and turns, which get stronger every day. I am excited to welcome another precious child into our home and I feel eternally blessed at all we’ve been given. I cannot watch my darling little boys play together without imagining another brother in the mix.
Our children are eager for his arrival as well. They remember him in their daily prayers and they love to feel his kicks. Asher gives my tummy sweet kisses and I have trained him to say “Baby Drew” even though this baby still does not actually have a name. Drew seems to fit, and it is my top choice for this little boy. If it were up to me he’d already be named, but I am willing to wait until Rick and I agree on something.
I’ve been thinking about our future children as well, our sweet baby #8 in particular. Having just turned 30 in July, I’ve been thinking a lot about my own fertility as well. I feel so blessed to have this chance to bring children into the world, to provide physical bodies and a loving home for this precious spirits of our Heavenly Father.
It’s strange to think that with #7 arriving soon, our family could be (and probably is) more than halfway complete. It’s strange to think that I am likely halfway through my childbearing years as well. Those thoughts had me reeling emotionally for a time, but I feel much more settled and peaceful now. I am certain that if we follow the promptings we receive, we will be both guided and blessed. There is no need for me to worry over the future, as long as I am doing Heavenly Father’s will in the present.
I feel blessed and happy and excited and thankful.