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Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Piecemeal Artistic Rendition

I've been very jagged lately. Like a broken plate, pieces on the floor. Only I'm not really broken, I'm an artist's rendition of a jigsaw puzzle. I try to put me together, but not get cut.


Cute little baby eyes... and baby toes... a baby nose! A baby frown, a baby smile, my melting heart and tired eyes. Squeals of delight as she runs down the hall with her plastic protective escort. Kisses for the baby in the mirror!

TV Shows and podcasts, radio programs and music... music never satisfies... I need to multi-task to think while I act but I need to not multi-task so much I fear I neglect to interact with the sweet chubby smiler. My brain always spiraling...


The possibility of ADD and the experimental treatment of Non-24 and the constant slog of PCOS and what a miracle our bodies are... I look at Dreamer... that perfect little body was made in me? What a miracle my heart is beating!

Worry for another's heart.. frustration at procrastination... checking myself, do I do that?

Another year older, approaching another year together... time ticks on and how adult I suddenly seem? Is this me? I'm happy.


Did I blog today? No.... I should... I should do X and I should write Y and why haven't I taken a picture of that yet?

Relax.

The supper needs to be made and I've got an hour before I need to go and now I'm tired or I'm busy or I finally have time to relax and I can't think because my mind has skipped ahead and finally I can sit down at the computer but the baby won't nap so typing is like wrestling a raccoon because she also wants to hit the keys.

Blogging isn't happening today.

Sigh. That's okay, I guess the blog can wait. I'll find time. I'll find space. Right now my marriage and my baby and my home is young and soon it'll be gone and my mind and my space and my time and heart and my thoughts have too much going on anyway, why stress myself out more?

I'll find the time to tell the blog, I'll find the way and if they follow me along, wonderful and if they don't I suppose they weren't meant to anyway, God's in control and feeding my little wanna-be toddler her first finger foods and speculating if she knew what she meant when she looked at Ryan and said "'addy!" are taking my time for now. 

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