Thursday, May 19, 2005
In going through cabinets and closets today, clearing out the debris that collects somehow, I came across the kiddos baby albums and photos of their fist year. First, I can't believe the crud I kept (not the baby albums. Just all the other junk I unearthed). Second, I am proud that all of the seven kids have a baby book and a photo album. I was just putting the finishing touches on the baby's album, as she turns one tomorrow. The process of clearing out junk and seeing some of those photos transported me back in time. Some generalizations that can be made upon reflection are as follows (WARNING: This is as close to free assiciation writing as I get). I am actually not as tired as I was 10 years ago, but I have less energy. I have a more difficult time recovering from the birth of a girl that a boy. I smiled more when I was younger. I have only gone up one size in 11 years. Not bad, eh? The adreneline is wearing off from the first few crazy years of our marriage, and now we are struggling with stability. We have moved every 4 years, and we are now on year 5 here. I could have stayed in house number one forever (although it would be too small for us now), but dh likes constant change (I call it upheaval, but then that's just me). Homeschooling is taking up most of my free time. That, and blogging. I am much better at taking care of babies now than I used to be. I have a much clearer idea of who I want to be when I grow up than I did 10 years ago. I guess I am close to being grown up? I think the age of reason should be 40 years old. And finally, I am a lot happier than I thought, alot more sure of myself than I thought, and much more clear on who I am than I used to be. Who knew? I never would have realized this without unearthing all the garbage I kept for what reason I don't know. I am wiser now, and it is all going out of here tomorrow. Woo-hoo, it feels good to shed a few old layers, and let the new one breathe. Amen.