For real. How hard can this blogging thing BE? I did it for almost TEN years for Pete’s sake ! It was second nature. I could blog in my sleep. I composed posts in my head, on my phone, in various notebooks. They FLEW out of my fingers and onto the screen. I blogged like it was nobody’s business.
What’s changed? What took the place of blogging?
A 14 lb. something has taken the place of blogging. A very hairy something. The cutest something I’ve ever seen. EVER.
But I don’t mind. I am so very in love with this little girl. She’s smiley and drool-y and an absolute love. She’s bewitched us and we adore her and I don’t know what I did before there was Cora Jane.
And life is a bit…nuts…right now. We could be moving to Belgium or to DC. It could be spring – like in a matter of weeks- or summer. We don’t know and it’s exhausting. But I know it will turn out for the best. Better than I ever could have imagined. It always does. I don’t pray for Belgium OR DC. I pray for what is best for our family. I have faith that all will be okay. Again, it always is. He always has a purpose and a plan for us. A hope and a future.
So here I sit. Baby hair tickling my nose and spit up on my shoulder. Hair in a bun, yoga pants yet again. Enjoying this unexpected season in my life. Trying not to worry or fret.
I’m right where I need to be.