There is more adjusting for me going on then I expected since Blue has arrived. I knew it was going to be a change but I am not sure I knew how much. More change comes tomorrow. It is my last day in an office for a bit.
I was going to write last Sunday. In my head, there was a plan. That was until I spent four hours teaching ice skating. Then there were no plans in my head except taking the time to sew. Which was very restful but not writing.
The thing I noticed most about being in the office and still coaching plus adding the small boys in, is that I have less time to create. I am also creating different things. Which I admit to having fun with the plain carpentry I am doing. I am not going to get back to that until this weekend though. One more day in the office and the same day coaching. If my body does not come to a standstill on Friday, I have done well.
Blue and I are actually typing this. Most afternoons and evenings I give his Mom a couple breaks. He "helps" me with what I am doing. Yes, at this point in his life it is sleeping in a sling on my chest so I can have both hands free but it is his job to sleep and grow. My job to love on him. I am a quiet spot.
I am hoping to finish a couple blankets to go in the cradle. The octopus was a quick crochet while we were waiting for him to be born. It sits in his cradle. Little steps forward. It is all I ask. I still have pajamas to finish for Christmas. And my Beloved has asked for his own sling and four shirts. Yes, my life. It is a good life. A happy life. Peaceful? In a strange way, yes.