Perfectly Content

There are days where I feel perfectly content as I pull the door closed after tucking the last of the littles into bed. It's not because my house is terribly clean, or everyone got along amazing, or anything out of the ordinary. Usually when I feel this way it's because I've completed a full day working with my hands and playing with the children.

My morning began with a visit to my midwife for a monthly check-up. Baby kicked and squirmed as my tummy was measured and checked. The heart beat was just over 130bpm, and they always let me listen for an extra minute or two. As my tummy grows and baby's kicks become stronger, this pregnancy is becoming more real. I left my appointment feeling satisfied with my midwife team and the way this pregnancy is progressing. I enjoyed a quiet drive home thinking about this little one's arrival and how quickly time is going by.

 Finley's nap was not nearly long enough today and he woke up crying, and wanting to be held. I wrapped him on my back and he quickly snuggled in and tucked his arms under his tummy. We both let out a contented sigh. Our breathing synchronized as I moved and swayed around the kitchen making my first batch of crusty artisan bread. The kitchen smelled amazing and the loaves crackled as they cooled on the counter. The boys and I enjoyed them warm with honey and I happily received their compliments.

The afternoon was spent mostly outside. The boys ran back and forth to the park where they enjoyed making new friends and playing on the swings. They were rosy cheeked, sweaty, and full of smiles. When Camilla came home we filled the pool and cooled off. They were surprised when I joined them, swim suit and all. We splashed, dipped our feet, sunned on the towels, dipped our feet again...

As I've looked back on our day through my camera's lens, I can't help but feel overwhelmed with joy and gratitude. We had hard moments today, but we also made some happy memories. As life rushes by, it's these little moments that I want to hang onto.