Is this really me?
Can this really be me?
I think this almost every night as I put my babies to bed.
How did it happen that suddenly I have a little family?
A husband. An almost 4 year old. A sweet sweet 1 year old. Can I be dreaming?
Before I had them I wasn’t even aware I wanted a family of my own (well, I knew I would be a mother, wasn’t sure I would be a wife) And now I am achingly, almost painfully aware of how much they mean to me. Funny how that works….
Volunteering for this Natural Family Wednesday has brought this into an even sharper relief than before. I lay at night contemplating the meaning of natural, the meaning of family and even what it means to be ‘living’.
I suppose that’s what these posts are for. A place to ‘figure it out’. I’m not sure I can talk about how we are a ‘natural family’ yet. There are lots of parts of this that are obvious. The organic, homegrown food, the limited plastic, the lack of a working television etc. But I think I’m searching for something more…
I’d like to post about teaching our kids how to be gracious, loving, and funny. How to be graceful and
walk with confidence. How to be ‘natural.’ Comfortable in their own skin and aware of their own convictions but not so aware as to forget the importance of other people’s.
Maybe in the course of these ‘Natural Family Wednesdays’ we can figure it out.
I am brand new to the natural kids group, still getting to know it’s members and unravel it’s intricacies. Hopefully before too long I will consider these people a part of my ‘family’, too.
Mama K’s Aromatic Play Clay