William at 9 months {and a bit}

Look out!  Two entries in two days…

 

Sweet William – you are often neglected on this blog…and sadly sometimes by the camera…this is the reality of being the third I think.  Which is interesting, because OH MY, do I savor you!  I was telling Donald the other day how William has taught me a new level of joy and relishing of moments in parenthood.  I just don’t think I got it the first two times!!  I am convinced that other mommas can grasp this concept on their first baby, and others on their second…but for me, this lesson was anchored in with sweet william.  Much of this lesson is because of my own maturing and growing in wisdom; how very thankful I am that God is a patient and gracious teacher!

William – here you are at nine months!  You are such fun – a little clone in both appearance and behavior to your brother.  You are so chill with whatever happens in the crazy of the day.  As long as you are with someone, you are down for anything!  Sweet pal, thanks for your tenderness, your laugh, your insatiable appetite and for teaching me simple joy.  Your family loves you!!

 

On taking oneself too seriously…but then not…

Can I just find a balance somewhere in the middle?

I think that blogging might always be an undefined area in my comfy chair, as I sit in our office, in the little corner of the house, in our tiny, sweet space of the world.  Maybe quite a few people think like this?  There have been so many times that I’ve thought about just stopping documenting life and thoughts on this blog.  But, something always keeps me from doing that.  I am by no means part of a large community in the blogosphere – I am fairly certain just a few friends (and my parents!) read this little journal of mine on a consistent basis – but there is just something so delightful and sometimes healing about blogging.  I enjoy that thoughts can be put out there during nap time // that those who might not see and laugh with me can // I enjoy knowing that these glimpses will be able to be recalled by my littles at some point in the future.

At times I think that I don’t have anything interesting to say (oh goodness, silly self-pity/pride) and that no one really cares about seeing another one of these wallace crazies’ milestones.  And there are some amazing blogs that only put up lovely thoughts / beautiful children / wise observations / delicious recipes…and I love them and am thankful for them.  And there are blogs who are so amazingly real…and I am encouraged by them and my faith is made stronger.  But for me, I just can’t keep away from this silly, all-over-the-place, sometimes recipes, never a craft (HAH!), my crazy thoughts blog.  It is a joy to document life here.  I hope that it points to a God who is amazing in the glorious thoughts and is amazing in the scraped knees and bubble-blowing.

ahhh, that feels much better.  Goodness!