We did a ton of fun things (well, the kids did, the big ol' pregnant mama stood around and watched). They got to ride a horse, go for four wheeler rides, feed the chickens, gather eggs, feed the horse, jump on a trampoline, eat ice cream, play in a cool homemade fort, get big pushes on a tire swing, they colored and worked on puzzles, the girls got their nails painted and they boys played basketball! All in one evening!
Anlynn got to ride Gypsy first.
Harrison was up next.
Amana waited patiently for her turn.
And Isaac wasn't going to be left out of anything the big kids were doing!
The girls worked on this cute Barbie floor puzzle. I guess Isaac has a new girl in his life, lol!
While we were at the farm, we could not have asked for better weather. It was still warm, but there was a cool late-summer breeze blowing. And that breeze stirred up a yearning in my heart. I want to live in a place like that.
I want to live in a place that is wide open, where my children have the space to be creative and imaginitive in big ways. I want them to have adventures in the tree lines. I want them to run wild and get dirty and laugh hard. I want them to enjoy the simplicity of a cool breeze while being pushed in a tire swing hanging from a tree that is older than their parents. Yes, they got all that tonight. But then we had to go home...
I grew up a city girl, and there's a lot I still love about the big city. I like fun, new restaurants. I like that you can get groceries at midnight if you want to. But as I get older, my heart longs for simpler. slower. quieter.
Maybe it's because I want these moments, right now, to last. As hard as mothering young children has been, I love this season of life. I know that with this new little one I'll be in this stage of life a little while longer. But it's going to be different because adding another baby doesn't make Amana and Anlynn stay young. They are still growing up, growing out of needing me in the ways they've needed me in the past. It is fun to see them take on their new season of life with such eagerness. I enjoy watching them experience things separate from me. And yet it breaks my heart at the same time.
Tears are flowing as I type this, and I can't help but wonder, "Do my pregnancy hormones have anything to do with this response?"! There's probably no question! And yet, sometimes as mamas, we are hit in the face with fact that this time is fleeting. I stumbled upon a quote once, way back when I was the mama of only two little ones. "The days are long, but the years are short." This simple quote has proved to encourage me and to haunt me as a mother. But I am thankful for the perspective it brings.
And that's probably enough thoughts from a pregnant lady for one post!
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