The Return

I've returned hale and whole from my Women's Retreat in Deer Lake, WA. It was beautiful; there were evergreens and fog and rain and food I didn't have to cook. There were no bedtimes and no alarm clocks, even hot chocolate that came out of a dispenser. Heavenly!

This is what I thought sleeping through the night would feel like. It turns out it's not that much different from waking up with a baby. I just ended up remembering my dreams a lot more vividly and that's not really such a boon since almost all of my dreams are food related. (i.e. I dreamed I ate a hamburger and then I woke up. Boring.)

It was good to rest, though. I've been so busy lately it has felt like an impossible feat to just sit and rest and simply exist apart from the chaos. I'm usually really good at being able to distance myself from the hysteria that is so inherent in motherhood, but it just wasn't coming to me; God knew I needed a break--a real one.

So He sent me to see my trees and to commune with some really fantastic women. God is good!

Coming home was a wonderful feeling; this was the first significant time I'd spent away from Audrey and Bailey and it was so strange to see how much they'd changed in a mere 48 hours. Bailey was much squirmier and talkative than I had remembered and Audrey seemed so much smarter, like she had everything figured out. I guess that's pretty accurate. Her newest phrases are: 'I have a question', 'I need to tell you something' and 'Bailey getting in trouble?'.

It's good to be home!