Home Again

We were so thrilled to return home to our sunny abode. Spring is a perfect time of year out here, and our big bright house with its big windows was welcome after a Midatlantic downtown area, with its crowds and grime. The boys and the baby and I spent almost all day outside in our sweet smelling backyard yesterday.

We have (yet another) nest in our front entryway this year. Last year, a little bird built her nest in our Easter wreath. This year in our pot holding a Sago Palm. This is of course sweet and cute now, but when the eggs hatch there is bird poop all over the place. EWWWW. I'll be cleaning the vestibule with hot water and bleach once more.

I survived the wedding and didn't stand up to object. I am worried about them. Full disclosure. They seem happy, but I see too many potential problems. Again, for now, I want to give everyone the benefit of the doubt and chalk my feelings up to big-sisterly love :). My mother is driving me nuts because she's basically displacing all her frustrations and worry over this union onto everyone else.: Baby Girl's nose was running...what's wrong with her; why didn't I take my wee children out of the room when the loud band started up; her brother bothers her; her mother bothers her; my husband didn't do enough (???); she wants my children near her all to herself, but she quickly got bored with them. She was a mess. My brother came to see her in his tux prior to the ceremony, and she cried like a baby girl. I adore my mother, but she's really struggling with this, more than I am.

Now that everyone thinks (knows?) my own family is completely crazy, I must (as always) run to get Preschool Boy ready for Montessori and out the door. Anyway, whose family isn't completely crazy? I read somewhere that when a baby is born into a family, the birth is not the miracle. The birth happens no matter what. A mom, dad, sibling, a baby, most anyone can do that. That's nature. The pain, frustration, the fight, the work -- all the work -- transformed into great love is the miracle. I think that stands for all things in life, surely for family.