"life in slow motion" - david gray

my life has suddenly taken on a slow motion shift this week. it's sort of refreshing and calming and comfy. the manic that usually greets me each morning - the trying to find something to do, something to make, somewhere to go, someone to meet has been replaced with a sense of happy and calm in just holding still. satisfied to spend the days tucked in at home with my boy. we venture out only for the cheese and whipping cream i forgot at the grocery store or the occasional tall-peppermint-hot-chocolate (in a red holiday cup, puh-lease) or to check the mail.

i slowly straighten up the house as the day goes on. boy is learning to pick up the train set before we get out the box of animals. the blocks put away before the crayons come out. we tell stories and laugh and he asks "how's your day, mom" (this whole mom. dad. thing is new.)

see, this shift has caused a change in him, too. he's much more content to spend the day at home creating block towers/swirly paintings/pretend rice birthday cakes than he is riding around strapped to the carseat trying to hold still/be good/shhhhh!






the sun has begun to go down around three-ish which is cause for the perfect afternoon snuggle and rest. we've been reading welcome with love, a book borrowed from ginger the midwife and bouncing name ideas off of each other.
"how 'bout baby charlie, that's a good one, mom!"
"that is a good one! how about baby milo? lucas and his little brother, milo or harper or leo?" i bounce back as we fold and re-fold our pile of wee baby clothes and the cuuuuute baby sockies. we climb out of our cozy nest just in time to finish cleaning up the house and start dinner on the stove before we hear andrey's key in the door.

call it nesting.
call it a change coming on in the seasons.
call it peaceful.
call it a welcomed shift.