Lily is 3 by Slidely Slideshow
A couple years ago I wrote this post. It is that time of year again, Lily's birthday.
Most people notice her curly red hair right away. I think she likes that because she doesn't like anything in her hair, no headbands, no ponytail, no barrette, no nothing.
Others notice how she chatters. Several months ago my husband was asked when she will turn 4. People think she is older than she actually is because of her height and her vocabulary.
What do I think about?
I think of how often she laughs. She wants to be tickled often. I think of how she insists on feeding herself. Only in the last few weeks has she started accepting food when I'm holding the spoon. And even then it is only because I'm making noises and she thinks it is funny. She loves eating chips, mashed potatoes, and meat. She loves drinking milk or juice, lots of milk and juice. She loves reading books. She will pick them and tell herself the story. Sometimes she hands me the book and wants me to read it. The library is one of her favorite places and that makes me so happy. She loves to color, but only with markers. I did get her to color with crayons on Friday when I was coloring with crayons at the library. However, at home she will only color with markers. If I suggest something else, she will not accept it. She has an opinion and does not mind sharing it! If you don't agree with her, she is likely to yell at you, tell you to "Stop cheating me!", or turn her head away and refuse to look at you. She wants to do whatever her brother is doing unless he suggests it. She loves picking flowers and playing with her baby dolls. She loves the color pink, but I think teal . She loves to jump. In fact after children's time this week at church, she jumped her way back down the aisle to our seat. She still doesn't want to cuddle, unless Ben is getting a hug or a cuddle. Then she shoves him away and takes a cuddle. She loves the soundtrack Sing and Frozen. We often listen to those as I am rocking her to sleep. She loves her blankets. She can't fall asleep without at least 4 of them. She doesn't like going potty on our toilet at home. We have tried and she did once, but she says it scares her. So we are impatiently waiting. Mostly I think about her zest for life and her happiness with her world.
I am lucky to be her mom.
Monday, March 13, 2017
Monday, March 6, 2017
|Photo Credit: Ian Sane|
So I'm doing really good at updating my other blog about reading even if I am a day or so off, I get something up there. However, on this one, I'm coming up empty. I have had a thought or two about what to post, but then by the time I sit down, the idea has completely flown away. I also have been struggling with writing in my journal as well. Again I think about doing it when I'm not at home or near my journal. Then I get to home and have the time and the thought has flown away. I don't think it is a coincidence that I am struggling on here and with my journal writing. I think both of those things tell me that I am not paying attention. I'm going through life, but I'm not really sitting to capture my thoughts.
Life has been a bit busier with birthdays, conferences, and my daughter getting up early. I have also checked out too many books from the library recently, so I'm feel like I'm constantly reading against the deadline. Most of these things are not much of a reason to be ignoring my reflecting space. The only one might be my daughter getting up early. She has started getting up about 5 minutes before my alarm. So there is no time to get her back to sleep, so she is just up with me while I"m getting ready. I don't have a sit down focused reflection time in the morning, but I do use some of the quiet time for thinking. Even then, that doesn't offer much of an excuse. I have several other hours in the day, but I just don't make time for reflecting.
I guess I feel like I have too much to do. I can't take time to stop because then I won't get those other two or three things done. I need to prioritize. I know me. I know if I start sacrificing here, then I'm going to start stressing more and putting more and more on my to do list. I'm going to start feeling like I need to accomplish everything instead of putting some things off or just saying no to some things. Abide is my one word for the year and it picked me because I need to be okay with the stopping. I find that I am running the risk of not leaving space for myself. That is not a good place for me to be.
So even though, I didn't have lots of good thoughts, I sat down to write anyway. I made myself reflect, so I can start capturing more reflections. I made myself leave some space.