Biker Girl
Friday
Update
So far the new role of routine in the Braun household has been beneficial and not even too boring! Basically, the biggest change so far has been trying to keep on a fairly consistent meal schedule, including snack-times and then having a set bed-time. Loving the extra time in the evenings now. And just recently I've been able to stay ahead of my dishes and am now enjoying a clean kitchen! I've enjoyed 8 consecutive days of exercise. Today may be my first miss. Today was a bit of an off day, but I got back on track. I could probably still try my work-out upstairs without the DVD (Rod's doing a shoot right now). But I'm here blogging. Also trying to myself to bed in the 10:00 range. Nights with Rachel have been far too active for my liking. Last night I was vowing to "cut her off". I'm devising a plan to also wean her off picking her up at night. But alas, the plans aren't always quite as easy to execute when it comes down to it. 'Cuz breastfeeding is about the quickest way to get a baby back to sleep!
Jacob has been very emotional lately. Really reacting strongly to Rachel encroaching on his territory or if things aren't just so. Not all the time, but more frequently. Just not being very easy-going. Don't know whether to chalk it up to having a cold, needing a nap, the weather, his diet, the stage he's in or what. He's always been a very sensitive and spirited guy, but usually pretty happy.
Well, gotta go!
So far the new role of routine in the Braun household has been beneficial and not even too boring! Basically, the biggest change so far has been trying to keep on a fairly consistent meal schedule, including snack-times and then having a set bed-time. Loving the extra time in the evenings now. And just recently I've been able to stay ahead of my dishes and am now enjoying a clean kitchen! I've enjoyed 8 consecutive days of exercise. Today may be my first miss. Today was a bit of an off day, but I got back on track. I could probably still try my work-out upstairs without the DVD (Rod's doing a shoot right now). But I'm here blogging. Also trying to myself to bed in the 10:00 range. Nights with Rachel have been far too active for my liking. Last night I was vowing to "cut her off". I'm devising a plan to also wean her off picking her up at night. But alas, the plans aren't always quite as easy to execute when it comes down to it. 'Cuz breastfeeding is about the quickest way to get a baby back to sleep!
Jacob has been very emotional lately. Really reacting strongly to Rachel encroaching on his territory or if things aren't just so. Not all the time, but more frequently. Just not being very easy-going. Don't know whether to chalk it up to having a cold, needing a nap, the weather, his diet, the stage he's in or what. He's always been a very sensitive and spirited guy, but usually pretty happy.
Well, gotta go!
Wednesday
A Great God
Today I was reading in Romans, I believe. This is the God we trust: the God who can make the dead live, and the God who sees the future with the same certainty we see the past.
It's been an interesting couple of months. In July we put in an offer on a triplex that seemed to meet every one of our desires in some way: a dedicated studio/office area for Rod, closer proximity to the church, a garage and decent-sized yard, and a suite to rent out. Then the listing agent didn't even present our offer. And we grieved. And we dared to hope again.
The end of August we put in an offer on a commercial property on Main Street. This seemed even better: we could design all these areas we wanted and have a more open concept, even bigger yard, garage, and the possibility of a suite, and be even closer to church, plus have store-front. It was a frenzied week as we tried to get all the conditions of sale wrapped up. I spent hours working on floor plans and even lost some sleep. But one week after the offer was accepted, our building inspector revealed that this would not be the place for us. And we grieve. And we dare to hope again.
Rod has two more weeks of parental leave available. We're hoping he can take them. Maybe we'll get away to a cottage for a bit. Maybe we can give our current home a bit of TLC. It's so important to take care of our souls. When Rod got home yesterday, I picked up the fixings for a very nice steak dinner, complete with corn on the cob, new potatoes, peach/spinach salad, and watermelon. I made us some smoothies to tide us over, fed the kids some leftover pasta, and got them in bed. It was such a good decision for us. We could enjoy preparing the meal together and eating in peace and quiet. It was so healing.
God, we don't know where you're going with all this, but we trust you to bring your plans to completion. You're a great God: in strength, wisdom and love!
Today I was reading in Romans, I believe. This is the God we trust: the God who can make the dead live, and the God who sees the future with the same certainty we see the past.
It's been an interesting couple of months. In July we put in an offer on a triplex that seemed to meet every one of our desires in some way: a dedicated studio/office area for Rod, closer proximity to the church, a garage and decent-sized yard, and a suite to rent out. Then the listing agent didn't even present our offer. And we grieved. And we dared to hope again.
The end of August we put in an offer on a commercial property on Main Street. This seemed even better: we could design all these areas we wanted and have a more open concept, even bigger yard, garage, and the possibility of a suite, and be even closer to church, plus have store-front. It was a frenzied week as we tried to get all the conditions of sale wrapped up. I spent hours working on floor plans and even lost some sleep. But one week after the offer was accepted, our building inspector revealed that this would not be the place for us. And we grieve. And we dare to hope again.
Rod has two more weeks of parental leave available. We're hoping he can take them. Maybe we'll get away to a cottage for a bit. Maybe we can give our current home a bit of TLC. It's so important to take care of our souls. When Rod got home yesterday, I picked up the fixings for a very nice steak dinner, complete with corn on the cob, new potatoes, peach/spinach salad, and watermelon. I made us some smoothies to tide us over, fed the kids some leftover pasta, and got them in bed. It was such a good decision for us. We could enjoy preparing the meal together and eating in peace and quiet. It was so healing.
God, we don't know where you're going with all this, but we trust you to bring your plans to completion. You're a great God: in strength, wisdom and love!
Thursday
A New Season
September 1st...I love fall! I think it's the beginning of a new season in my life, too. One of respecting and implementing routine...of trying to live within certain structures without abandoning them when I fail...of watching the clock just a bit more...of saying no to a few more of my impulses (like, maybe now when I could be doing dishes?!)...I need the energy; I need the sleep; I need the sanity; I'll need support. So don't be surprised, my friends, when I call on you who are farther down the road to help me up when I stumble and give me encouragement when I want to quit.
September 1st...I love fall! I think it's the beginning of a new season in my life, too. One of respecting and implementing routine...of trying to live within certain structures without abandoning them when I fail...of watching the clock just a bit more...of saying no to a few more of my impulses (like, maybe now when I could be doing dishes?!)...I need the energy; I need the sleep; I need the sanity; I'll need support. So don't be surprised, my friends, when I call on you who are farther down the road to help me up when I stumble and give me encouragement when I want to quit.
