In the weeks that have passed since my last confession...errr blog ;) we've managed to bring baby Viand home. Blogging about such a deep and heart felt feeling will take careful consideration and a peaceful zen moment for me to be able to get clearly communicated. When it comes to this being, I'm absolute mush from the inside out. Stating she is a blessing is...well...an understatement. She has managed to fill my heart and soul to the brim and I overflow with such happiness and love and delight, I feel awakened and alive. She is perfect...like God himself went through my checklist, item by line item and wrapped her up in a pink bow. Specially ordered :)
We have also moved, a temp situation that was also a blessing in disguise. It's worked out well and we've managed to make it a "home" although we know it's only a stepping stone. It's comfortable and cozy and clean, making it an easy adjustment for the kids, which is most important.
At the end of the month (or beginning of November) we will be back in the house. The "home" we have drifted away from in the past yet we manage to get washed upon shore again bringing us to the footstep. We'll stay there indefinitely (fingers crossed) So... You can imagine by excitement of being able to start (yet again) with a blank canvas of square footage to tweak and design and wave my magical wand of talent turning this house back into a home.
Not as though I get much sleep now (with a new bebe at home) but I'm finding myself daydreaming and drafting options and collecting my data (pictures) on the overall scheme of things. However, all that reno work would require the appropriate funds and we'll just plan to take things one at a time.
I'll most definitely blog the before and afters and keep everyone posted on the events of this progress.
In the meantime, it's fall! My absolute favorite time of the year. Makes me think of when I first met my husband. We courted during this time of year and madly fell in love, with leaves falling around us, drinking the richest of red wines, wrapping ourselves in knitted scarves (sometimes only that) to keep warm from the brisk air floating through the opened windows, candles lit. Mmmmm... One day I'll have to write a book about it. Amazing to look back and reminisce about where we started and how far we've come.
I finally feel at peace with myself, with my love, with my life. I enjoy very much this chapter of the Dimandashi novel and continually count my blessings :)
What a great feeling to be at peace! :)
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