Time Flies

How on earth did my baby turn seven months old!? The time is moving so fast.  There is no down time to be bored.  We are so on-the-go and in a routine that the days and weeks zoom by.  While this is true, I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything with the kids.  We have our special time to spend together, each kid one on one.  I feel so connected to each little buddy.  Georgia and I have our evenings when Charlie is out cold and Trevor is putting the M's to bed.   We watch a show (I love Good Luck Charlie!) or read or chit chat while folding laundry.  Murphy and I have Tuesday and Thursday mornings (now that he is in the Kindergarten Spanish class in the afternoons, no longer with Millie in the mornings).  Millie and I have Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings while Georgia and Murphy are in school.  Charlie and I are attached at the hip (or boob), and have lots of one on one time, naturally.  I love the weekends when we all do things together as a family, and sneak away for special outings with a kid or two.

Last weekend the kids and I were in Utah.  This weekend we leave for Hawaii for a week.  Next weekend we will be in Wenatchee for Jessica's brother's annual memorial ski/golf tournament.  That means we will not be home until the last weekend of April.  I have been feeling so overwhelmed lately, as there hasn't been (and won't be) time to get things done: organizing, cleaning out, cleaning up, decorating.

I have to teach myself to enjoy the moment.  I need to remind myself to forget the fact that it is a six hour plane ride to Hawaii....barf!  appreciate the time spent with my family in Utah, the islands, in and Washington.  The house stuff will wait.  The clothes that Millie has outgrown that need to go to the basement in a bin will still be there when we return.  Charlie's too.  Georgia's too.  Murphy's go right to James, so that seems to be easier for me. :) I also love that whatever Charlie outgrows goes to Frankie.  I am loving the feeling of clearing out newborn stuff and moving on.  Our cleaning lady is pregnant, due in a few months, and she is the deserving recipient of the baby goods.  It's a bit sad to see some things go, but I love what the next phase of life holds in store for us.

Charlie is seven months old.  I am so in love with her, Georgia, Murphy, Millie and Trevor.  Mason and Harley, eh.  Charlie is the spark that lights everyone's inner fire.  She brightens everyone's day.  I feel like our family (of six) is absolutely delightful.  The most fun.  The happiest.  The best.