The New Girl

There is something to be said about "The Honeymoon Stage/Phase".
It is both lovely and terrifying all at the same time. I remember being a newlywed and experiencing it after I was married. Not so much as to not being able to, change in front of my new husband, but everything being so new and fresh. Making decisions together, remembering to try and work things out together, not wanted to hold a pillow over his face because he breaths so heavily with his mouth wide open when he sleeps. That kind. :) I went through The Honeymoon Stage/Phase after delivering each child. Getting used to being a mother of one, two, and then three. Trying to juggle all the balls up in the air all at once while doing 5 other things.
On a daily basis I seem to try and do everything all at the same time. This is something that I parlay to my children all the time not to do.
I tell them,
"One thing at a time."
"Two careful hands."
"Slow down and pay attention to what you are trying to do."
I am now eating my own words. With a side of smooshed pride on the rocks with a twist of bruised confidence. I am back at work. And I am in The Honeymoon Stage/Phase. Not too many people know me. I haven't shared my life story with anyone. I have no "side" to be on.
I am the new girl.
They don't know that I have 2 tattoo's, and would get another. They don't know that I would pack my family up in a heartbeat to follow John Mayer all the while making money running for a cause that would afford me Kashi to live on and Asic's to wear on our feet. They don't know that I love the smell of my husband after he gets home from hunting; sitting up in a tree and taking in every breath of life the tree has to give. They don't know that if I could, I would drink latte's on the hour every hour for an entire day if it meant I could share them with friends who have the time to stop by. They don't know that I would give my right arm to take a sauna at my Grandma's house and then go upstairs pink cheeks and all with popcorn waiting to watch the Tiger's play baseball and listen to her knitting needles clink and clank with snaps of beeswax being chewed.
I am again in the Honeymoon stage of being involved with something new and I am going to try and do my best in navigating my way around all the while keeping them guessing. I am going to slow down and use 2 hands and pay attention to what I am trying to do all the while keeping all the balls up in the air.
I am going to remember what the big picture really is. I am in no need of High Definition, I know what the picture already looks like. I am getting used to dividing my time once again with something else that needs to be done. It's all good.
Once again, the leaves are making their annual glorious change. The change over to regroup, regrow, and reorganize and again show us in the Spring that with all things that grow, sometimes you need to stop and shed and sprout something new again when the weather is right. In the meantime, I will enjoy apples, dirty pant cuffs from playing outside, and homemade soup to be made. Changing seasons; its so healthy.

My love, all my love,
Cassy