Sweet Summeritme!

There's nothing like a summer in the Rockies. At least that's what they say. While technically, we ARE in the Rocky Mountains -- it's been a couple months since I've actually ventured up and out into the forest. Nope, we've been hunkered in, in our hole of toddlers, toys, bottles and boys. We have been out to the park or the store -- I go out to find money and food-- but mostly we've been here. Luckily, here ain't bad. The mountain air and sunshine still graces the back yard.

A friend asked me yesterday, "How are ya?"
"what?...oh...I have no Idea. And you?"

Sounds like a simple question, I know. To me it was like an astro-physics final. I have no idea HOW I AM? Lucas was born on June 2nd, and since then everything has been like a dream you can barely remember. Whatever rhythm we were drumming was lost. Sleep comes at random times and intervals, fruit and flowers are everywhere. We all spend the day working, cleaning, exploring, cooking and creating -- but nothing ever seems to get done.

On one level, we are deeply contented. We feel so blessed, it's almost overwhelming. There is frequent laughter in the house, and uproarious fun being had. But at the same time, we are frazzled and terrified. There are tears of loneliness and despair, short tempers, piles of laundry and dishes. We're freaking out a little.

Whatever our passions and talents and hobbies, we've forgotten them for the short term. We're too busy avoiding hot wheels, reading stories, cooking breakfast, nursing the baby and hanging laundry on the line.

So I don't know how I am. I'm on the space shuttle, I'm lost in the woods, I'm in the Fun House. It's freaky, but it's fun..