I slept in. I got morning cuddles. I had donuts for breakfast. I got the oil diffusers going. I got to do some writing. I did some summer vacation planning. I crawled back in bed. And I’m making some plans for later today.
Well, I hope you all absolutely LOVE this day!
I think I write more about Sunday mornings than any other day or time of the week. They are my favorite. Somehow, they always start off quietly. It honestly shocks me every week. This house, despite only having Libs and Reese here on the regular now, gets LOUD and BUSY. There is music and activity, clatter and energy. There is our familiar busyness of gathering (our STUFF) and going (to who knows where). Stillness here is RARE. This house is truly alive. And when everyone is home, it’s down right electric. But on Sunday morning, seemingly without fail, it sleeps. And it’s wonderful.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you can enjoy some peace and quiet!!!
I crack myself up. Every Sunday I wake up with the same goal. But after decades of having children I have come to realize it’s absolutely impossible to achieve. But hey, I’m no quitter.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get to do NOTHING!!!
I love Sunday mornings. I usually wake up before everyone else like usual but I’m not rushing to do anything or to go anywhere. I enjoy the silence of the house. And even more, the sounds of everyone eventually waking and coming to find me. I have grown to love this routine. When we travel it is somehow even better. There is even more calm and silence before they wake. There is no rushing at all. I relax. Drink my coffee. Write. There is also an excitement looming regarding whatever adventure we have planned for that day. Then, I wait and listen to hear them wake. It’s different when we travel. With a family as large as mine we usually require a suite or at least two rooms to accommodate all of us. Even with the space, the sounds of our Sunday are different. The closer proximity allows me to hear their breathing and movement that often reminds me of when my crew were babies. They are definitely not babies anymore. Sid and George are adults now. In September Libs will be turn 15 and Reese, 8. Sometimes I can’t believe how much time has passed since I first became a mom. It’s honestly mind-boggling. I have been blessed to be home with all of them since day one. I can honestly say that I haven’t missed much of their childhoods. I love when they tell me that too. They appreciate it just as much as I do. I know that because I haven’t missed much that it makes it much harder for me to let go. To have had the privilege of raising them and watch them grow up is the greatest gift God has ever given me. I love them so much. With all the change that is coming, George off to college for the first time and Sid returning to hers, I seem to cherish every moment I share with them collectively even more. They really are my world. And no matter how far away life and their dreams may take them, they will always be my babies. So, it may seem silly to some that I’ve grown to love the sounds of our lazy Sunday mornings, but for this mama, these sounds mean family.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you listen to the sweet sounds of your family!!!
There is nothing like getting a good night’s rest, sleeping in and waking up to a sunny day!
Well, I hope you all have a happy Sunday!!!
Early Sunday mornings are the most mellow time of my week. And by early, I mean EARLY. I tend to wake up before everyone else but on Sunday it’s just different. I wake up much earlier than I need to, and all on my own. It’s quieter than a typical day. There is a stillness in our home that is unusual. And incredibly pleasant. I often get to enjoy my coffee in bed. Uninterrupted. It. Is. WONDERFUL.
Well, I hope you all have a day that starts with a special treat!!!
Sunday. After 9 a.m. No one but me is awake.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you experience a miracle!!!