Those Baby Blues

I see you baby girl. I see that you want to do so many "big" things. You want to be near your ever-moving brothers. You want to crawl. You want to sit. You want to clap. All in due time sweet one. All in due time.

Ella Week 31

Perfectly Imperfect

"....those flashes of times, that can tug you wide awake and you can really feel how glorious this place feels under your feet, how His love swoops in saturated hues of surprise, how His grace pulls you along and won’t let you go, His grace bobbing there at the end of a string….

You tethered right now to the heart of God." (A Holy Experience....again she amazes me with her words)

In the act of flying a kite with the kids, I realized I am right where I should be...being perfectly imperfect with my man, my boys and my girl!

Comparing

I am not a huge Oprah fan. I like her show, but don't have to see it. I don't agree with many of her "philosophies," but I do think she works to make the world a better place. I was watching her last episode today on our DVR and started really thinking. She said her biggest challenge to all of her viewers is to find exactly where you should be at this exact moment. She said I should feel compelled to be exactly where I should be, being filled with energy and contentment because I am fulfilling the role I am called to be in. These are the words I am using, ones that translate her thoughts into my head. I know I am where I should be as a mother, wife, and teacher, but there is this small part of me that feels slightly unfulfilled. I know there is a creative outlet out there for me. At times I think it is photography, but I compare my work to others and am let down at my lack of talent. At times I think it is art, but I KNOW I can't draw, paint or sculpt. At times I think it is words, but then I read one phrase from a blog that trumps every paragraph I have ever tried to write. I can sing, but not amazingly well. I can dance, but I doubt everyone would agree.

So, here I am at the age of 31, trying to figure out how to be exactly where I should be. Contentment should be easy for me to come by because my life is quite amazing, but I ALWAYS COMPARE. This has been my vice since childhood. I constantly pray for guidance in this area because I think it robs me of joy. I will keep searching. NO, I will start looking right in front of me, STOP comparing and figure out what I can do with these hands and this mind.

Ella Week 30

Swinging

My wonderful husband made me a tree swing for Mother's Day. Our whole family can sit on it, swinging in the breeze. When Ella is napping, me and the boys head for the tree swing. They both place their heads on my lap and we sway back and forth, they stare up at the leaves. We talk about all the things God has given us...this house, our yard, the pretty peonies and irises popping open, the breeze, and this wonderful swing. "This feels good Mommy," Eli says. Owen whispers, "Go higher!" I push us back so we really sway on these strong limbs. You see, it's the perfect gift, for I get to pause life for about 10 minutes every day, and sometimes more. The boys, and even the baby girl are content just swinging, swaying and feeling the breeze.

Ella Week 29

Riding My Bike

The Roemer Family 5 has officially started bike riding. Eli and Ella in the Chariot, pulled by Daddy, Owen on his bike, and Mommy on hers. I love these moments. I love the wind in my hair, looking back at my brood. Watching Ella squeal with delight as the breeze tickles her toes. Watching Eli smile, telling Daddy to go faster. Admiring Owen as he grows into a little man, brave and ready to take on the "big hills." Thanking God for that man I call husband, that is giggling right along with his babies. Protecting them, guiding them and showing them how strong our family is when we are all together.

Ella Week 28

Outside!

Just wanted to say, "WE WERE OUTSIDE ALL DAY!"

Kite flying, swinging, sliding, climbing, running, skipping, rolling....side walk chalk, backs on the grass looking at clouds, Ella giggling under her "umbrella tent" made by the boys, Peter Pan pretending, picnic, Easter candy nibbling, running off the Easter candy, in for a nap....all 3 crashing quickly!

Ella Week 27