I have been becoming increasingly aware of how much our lives are about to change, again. In 2.5 months we will have a family of three, and I am so very excited for it all. I am also so very grateful to have had a summer like we have had. I love that life ebbs and flows and I try so hard to be aware of when I am in the restful period of life so I can really make the best of it in preparation for the next phase. I feel rested and ready. I feel so incredibly in love with my husband and our life. Our summer has felt like a safe period for us so we can be rested for another round of adjustment. Summer mornings, in particular, have felt so insulated from all the changes we’ve had and have coming I am a little sad to see them go.
Every morning Mr. A and I walk to the local coffee shop together. We hold hands. He generally wakes up along the walk, transitioning from one words sentences to rambling musings. They know us at the coffee shop, there are generally laughs exchanged as Mr. A gets his large coffee and I get my vanilla latte. 4/5 mornings involve Mr. A singing a silly song as we’re leaving the shop. I’m trying to remember what song it was this morning but all I can remember is that it was definitely a song sung by a woman because I can still hear the pitch shift in his voice as I laughed. My mornings are blissful.
We talk a lot about Baby M on our mornings. We also talk about music or freelancing or whatever thing one of us read on the internet that was fascinating. When Mr. A goes back to school next week, I am going to miss these summer mornings but mostly I am just so grateful they happened the way they did. I feel refreshed and ready for the next wave.
Next summer Mr. A will have another summer vacation and we will be able to walk to coffee together in the morning, but we will be carrying our son with us while we go. Awesome in its own right, but totally different.
Do you guys ever get super aware of being in a lovely fleeting stage of your life?