#mundanemumdays: week 10
Welcome back to another #mundanemumdays!
Yesterday was a welcome distraction from the current ongoings on the world we are living in these days, and a little less mundane than most days have been since this all started. Lately I’ve been trying to embrace this new life with open arms rather than fighting it and wondering when things will “go back to normal.” Getting into that mindset has helped me tremendously. That, and trying to start my day with gratitude, focusing on the good, and not listening to too much news. Don’t get me wrong, the anxiety and sadness and grief all creeps up multiple times a day, but making time for reflection and gratitude help balance all of that. Both are good. Both are needed. So allow yourself to feel it all without guilt!
We took a walk down to the river yesterday. It was glorious. I feel so good in the woods. It is my happy place. The drizzle in the air made everything green come to life and it was so peaceful and beautiful listening to the water flow and watching Lucy dig in the sand mud and throw rocks. I’m just so so grateful I have a place like this right across the street to escape to and forget about the world for a while. I sometimes can’t believe that a place like that exists so close to our home. It makes my heart happy that Lucy loves it just as much as me and I feel so grateful I get to share that with her. I got super trigger happy down there so there are an abundance of shots this week. I’m an over-sharer as it is. Sorry, not sorry.
Words from Candace and Hilary included below along with their photos
lauren
candace
This weeks #mundanemumdayswas all about new normals. School work on computers, talking to friends through minecraft, having such great gratitude for a walk in the neighborhood. Especially trying to carve out space for quiet in our small house.
hilary
Nothing to see here, just another #mundanemumday.
It's raining.
It's pouring.
This quarantine is boring.
Tomorrow marks eight sweet months with our Wes. Eight months of his grubby hands, diaper blowouts, slobbery kisses and his constant chatter and laughter that makes us feel like he's been here forever.
Getting outside has been my only saving grace lately. The days blend together like a creamy sky in a watercolour painting and it makes it difficult to distinguish one from another, especially when there are days where I've worn a pair of sweatpants all day, to bed and then for the majority of the next day (AND DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE YOU DON'T DO IT, TOO!!!) Wes and I are up with the birds, both literally and figuratively. I have made it a point to wrap him up in a blanket and stand in our driveway to listen to the "cheeseburger birds" and watch the first light touch the tall trees in our backyard. On lucky occasions, we catch a glimpse at a beautiful cardinal that hangs out. The last rays of light shine into our bedroom at the same time Wes goes to bed each night and watching it disappear somehow brings calm to my day.
Being "a creative", these Monday photos are the only thing that has been keeping my cameras out. Thanks for following along each Monday (or conversely, sorry for consistently spamming your feeds with baby photos.) I'm thankful for the little push it gives me each week to capture our ever so mundane days.
