It's The Little Things

I know I mention it frequently, but life in the Schweighardt House really is crazy. And we're all nuts to make things work as well as they do. Everyone who has lived in the house knows that occasionally the time comes when you just need to get the heck out of Dodge. And sometimes having the house to yourself is as close to a vacation as you're going to get. I'd like to think this weekend was the best of both worlds for everyone involved. Marlene took the train to see her grandkids in Vancouver and Karen and Gary headed off to Seattle for some R&R with the Paynes.

When I first heard that most people in the house were leaving for the weekend, I felt a sense of giddy excitement; Bailey was coming! Of course one of my children would choose to be born on the most inconvenient weekend for everyone else! It seemed like a sure bet--it might as well have been set in stone. But as the weekend approached, I realized I would've felt cheated if Bailey arrived early. It was a rare opportunity for John Audrey and I to be together, just the three of us. So, instead of setting our minds to getting this baby out into the world, Papa took Audrey and me on a date to Red Robin Friday night, we fit in some Toy-sploring at Toys R Us for Audrey and we even went out for donuts for breakfast Saturday morning. We didn't set out to accomplish anything major and Audrey was actually incredibly off-schedule and cranky for most of the weekend, but I loved it because we were together.

I feel like I've been struggling a lot lately, trying not to complain too much and become impatient while waiting for Bailey's arrival even though I know most people would say I'm entitled to feel that way. I've got a host of complaints up my sleeve that range anywhere from seasonal depression to back pain that I can call on to justify wanting Bailey here sooner, but truthfully, I need to learn to set it all aside and take stock in the moments I'm being given with my family right now. Even though I'm tired and cranky and my hips hurt, I still have an amazing husband who keeps me humble when I feel like the world should throw me a pity party and an incredible daughter who makes me want to burst with loving her, even when she cries through lunch time, spills milk on me and then resists napping like a fighting little Dragon. I am blessed.