A couple of weeks ago we left the city and headed to the land of rolling hills in search of pumpkins. The sun was hidden behind billowy clouds and we drove along winding roads through tall trees decorated in the most vibrant reds and yellows. After an hour we arrived at Larriland Farm and breathed in the fresh air. I found pumpkins and Ry found tractors; he admired the giant tires and climbed into truck beds to play with the hay.
Although I prefer warmer weather, I do love the change of seasons. I love the shifting temperatures and the feeling that new things are ahead. Change also helps me to appreciate life a little more; its reminder of the passage of time encourages me to be present—to be here now. And I can always use a reminder.
This week I returned to work from maternity leave. It was a time of transition that was full of experiments, as I tested a new schedule that will soon become routine. Some days were messy and others were not as messy, and I'm figuring out how to balance work and two babes, with a lot of help from Michael and my mom. I'm also learning to take it easy, conquer fears like a trip to the grocery store with both boys in tow, and recognize little things as big wins.