Sometimes the days go by too quickly and the week still feels so long. Sometimes there are so many things to do, to buy, to watch, to finish, to start – that you walk around with your head only half in the moment and half fixated on an endless to-do list. Sometimes you are stressed, and you don’t even know why you’re stressed, because life is going just fine, but then you find yourselves reading articles online until you want to cry in the fetal position because everything you are eating will supposedly kill you, and every life choice you are making is wrong, and everyone seems to hate each other in the world, and it’s just too much. Sometimes you just can’t stop comparing your one life with the conglomerate curated best of other people’s lives and it will always come up lacking. Sometimes you are distracted by all this and you are running out the door to do one more thing on that infernal list, and then you look down. And you stop. And you see something beautiful, and fragile, and unexpected. And for some reason, it calms you, and you remember how incredibly blessed we are to live in this one wild, changing, frustrating, confusing, and beautiful world.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramNow I know the truth behind photos of touching sibling moments like this. I know that I caught him trying to force feed her salami minutes earlier, that he routinely bites her feet, and that his version of “helping” to burp her borders on abusive. I know that the transition is hard, and love and jealousy and insecurity and anger and fear and excitement get all wrapped up together. But I also know that someday, he will have her back and she will keep his secrets. So for now, we slog on and rejoice as moments like this become more frequent.First trip as a family of four in the books! And it just. About. Killed. Us. Henry’s face is me eying any suggestion to travel ever again. 😒 ✈️🙅♀️But of course, I know that in time I’ll forget the chaos and crazy and exhaustion and remember nothing but the joy of watching my whole big family meet the newest member of our little family. By “in time,” I mean a verrrrryyyy long time.