Weeks 12 - 35

I've been holding my head in my hands a great deal lately and just closing my eyes. In the face of everything going on 'out there' in the world, and everything else going on 'in here' in my family's immediate world, it just seems necessary to take a minute every now and then to focus on nothing at all.

Ana and I are hoping and planning to welcome twins into the world in about 2 weeks.  Two weeks today we'll be making the drive down to Toronto to check Ana in to the hospital and settle in for the newest leg of our adventure. My life is going to continue to be 'interesting' at least to me.  

I feel as scattered as ever as I contemplate things I want to do, things I need to do, and things I haven't yet imagined. I've begun to harness a growing ability to context shift but it has come at a cost I'm trying to recoup. Trying to constantly do things more efficiently, build up routines where my nature has tended to rail against them in my life. Routines are important for the kids, and probably important for Ana and myself as well.  Routines bring stability and comfort and the security of expectation for everyone. And I'm certain we can work in a good dose of random to our planned organization. Enough to plant the seeds of welcoming the unexpected that I think is important... or at least help cultivate a healthy ability to weather the unexpected when it comes.

And it will come.

There are still quite a few weeks left in the year. Many of those weeks will be swallowed up by the needs of two newborns and in return we will get to refresh our memories of handling wee ones at the delicate ages of under 2. We'll learn to balance relationships (Between just the siblings, that's 6 relationships we need to help along!)

I think the age gap between our children will work to our favour eventually, but may be a trial for a couple of years. It's definitely best not to dwell and plan for things too deeply that may not transpire; at least by my judgement.

So there it is. An update on the state of our personal nation. Enough, certainly, for some good board games in time.

The day is telling me the night has risen and it's time to find my way to my pillow. Tomorrow is the first day back at school. It's bound to be a big one. Io's first day at school at all. Wish us luck, and will see you nearer the end of the year the way things are going.

Peace.

Shane