Autumn, I can’t believe you’re finally here. I’ve waited so, so long.
The weather is still warm where I live, but the sun feels different in the sky, even when it’s hot. We harvested the last of our tomatoes and peppers from the garden boxes last weekend, and Matt went out to the family plot and brought home tons of pumpkins and acorn squash of all shapes and sizes. I’ve been roasting, pureeing, and freezing the pumpkin puree to keep as baby food for Ella because, out of all the foods we’ve given her, pumpkin has been her favorite so far.
Ella and I even managed to curl up together in bed to read a good Gaiman book about graveyards and ghosts, which put me in the mood for Halloween, Harry Potter (especially Prisoners of Azkaban), crunchy leaves and pumpkin-flavored anything. This really is my favorite time of year, and I’m trying to slow down my crazy life so I can take a few moments to enjoy it.
This time last year, I was nearly three months pregnant, and saw my future a little differently than the way my life is now. I had always fully intended on quitting my job and becoming a stay-at-home mom, so it took me by surprise that I would actually want to keep working part time after Ella was born. It was a nice surprise, really, but it never occurred to me to prepare for the fact that I wouldn’t have as much time to spend on my favorite hobbies.
My hobbies are really important to me. Knitting, gardening, reading, writing… They help keep me centered and balanced, and make me feel rejuvenated, so you can imagine that it has been hard having enough time to devote to all (or any) of those things. In fact, my anxiety levels have been through the roof this past week, and I suspect that it has to do with how out of balance my life has become lately.
But somehow, with all the crisp autumn vibes surrounding us, there’s a part of me that’s saying Slow down! Read a book. Don’t go out tonight.
So I’m going to try to listen and embrace my homebody nature for awhile. We’ll see what happens.