A Friday ritual started by SouleMama.
A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple,
special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and
remember.
Happy weekending, friends.
Happy weekending, friends.
About 30 minutes (or longer) prior to making the cobbler, cut up your fruit. If you think it needs to be sweetened, add sugar and let the fruit macerate. After about 30 minutes the fruit will become soupy and a bit syrupy.
He has returned to his daily routine of studying and I have made myself a cup of coffee. I sat down to decide just what this day wanted to be and I am quite convinced that this is going to be a making day. I love, love, love to create and this kind of day was made for creating and making. This is the kind of day that tortured me when I was working. I longed to make a pot of decaf coffee and settle in with a project, watching and listening to quiet rain and the sound of knitting needles clacking or a sewing machine trundling. And today, what a gift today is, I have the chance to do just that. I hope that today, wherever you are, whatever the weather, you are able to enjoy the gift of today and take a moment, an hour or even the whole day to embrace it.
Today we enter the 36th week of this pregnancy. A handy app on my phone tells me that our baby is the size of a large cantaloupe and measures 19-22 inches and weighs 6 pounds. This app has this hilarious countdown function which today is reporting that we have 4 weeks and 0 days remaining.
And yet. Somehow this not knowing makes this incredibly exciting thing nearly unbearable. Every day feels like an adventure. I awake wondering if this is the day that I'll meet my son. Admittedly, I'd like to get a curtain sewn and hung in his room and take care of a few other small things, but it nevertheless, every day I awake with excitement wondering if this is the day.