A little Me time

This weekend was just what my family needed. Time at home, together, with nothing huge planned, no where to go, no one to please. We enjoyed time on our new couch, went for a walk, went to the grocery store, all very bland, very WONDERFUL things. Back to basics so to speak.

Since this weekend allowed relaxation, I finally feel the creative urge bubbling up again. This blog has helped to get some of that out, but now I am wanting to work on Delilah's Baby book. I want to paint, to scrap book. I need to get my stuff out and start my projects. I send of tons of photos of Delilah, to be printed, maybe I am crazy, but I take at least one photo a day. She changes so much I feel like I need to capture it before it disappears. I find Delilah inspires me to to rediscover my passions, to find what I lost a long time ago. She is teaching me that if I slow down, and relax I can get back to what really matters. My house gets cleaned, my family gets fed, and then it is my time. If I don't have some "me" time then there is no other time it seems, I cannot catch my breath, I cannot recollect to start all over again. Fortunately Delilah is the kind of baby that allows me to have "me" to me sometimes. She is such a happy content baby that I can step out of the room if I need to to just center myself. I did take that for granted before I had her, but now every moment of that means a lot.

Today Delilah just wanted to be close. Which is good, but I realized since she has now discovered that she can sit up and out, she want to be close while being "independent", so we are learning together how to make this work. She is asleep on time tonight which is good, since yesterday her schedule ( of which she has set) was kind of messed up. I am glad today was Sunday and Dan was home, so as he could help get things back on track. I hate that tomorrow is Monday and he goes back to work. Win the lotto? yeah..........

Delilah taught me today that not all babies are created equal. That I see many parent struggle with being a parent, partially it is them, partially it is their child. Personalities clash, despite how big or little the person, or personalities may be. Daniel and I are very blessed as our little family blends well, and is so full of love, it is hard not to smile, hug and kiss.
** DID I EVER MENTION THAT MY SPELLING AND GRAMMAR ARE ATROCIOUS? So sorry....