Seasons. Seasons are a funny thing. For almost 10 years our wedding picture has hung above our bed. And this picture represented a season. A season of newlyweds. Of finding our groove together, of making this house a home. A season of figuring things out ...and eventually creating a family. A family that is our new season. Two beautiful babies. And our time is no longer our own. We are in the season of little ones. Up early, rushing, cleaning, cooking, momming, dadding and all the in-between. But you know what?..,,I love both seasons. .
I recently repainted our room, and took down our wedding picture. It was bitter sweet. That season has passed....and now, above our bed hangs our current season. Life with our little people. And every time I come into our room, I smile☺️ Although I’m anxious for the season where everyone is potty trained and can pour their own cereal, I’m trying to soak in just where we are. Because I know...it will fly by like the first 10 years. .
Would love to know the season you are in!!!