As I mentioned in last weeks post, our family has been insanely busy recently. On the
weekends we’ve had a myriad of family commitments and throughout the weekdays I stupidly over scheduled and now we’re paying the price.
Both the girls have been really unsettled day and night. Delphi, who from birth has only
awoken once a night has been waking more often and needing to be bounced back to sleep. Anouk, (whom admittedly has never been a great sleeper) has been having tantrums going to bed, which along with her 4am wake up to sing the alphabet is draining to say the least. Day time temperaments have been whiney and whilst this may be because I have a baby trying to crawl and a toddler trying to take on the world, I also believe it’s the girls protesting doing too much.
I said to Nick over the weekend I was running on empty and wasn’t sure how much more I could take and as it turns out, my body said the same thing. On Monday, I was diagnosed with a case of Shingles. My Doctor immediately demanded I put myself in isolation for a couple of weeks, partly due to the contagious nature of the virus but also because she could see I just need to have a rest.
Along with bad sleeping patterns and exhaustion, we’ve been letting terrible eating habits sneak back in. Instead of homemade snacks, I have store bought chocolate in the fridge, our meals are not as wholesome (although we haven’t fallen into the takeaway trap yet!) and I’ve been letting Anouk eat at random times of day. I wonder how much our slide in wholefood eating has contributed to me falling ill? I know that it has a lot to do with Anouk’s attitude and inability to cope when she’s told she can’t have a cookie.
So here I am, sitting on my sofa, the house is not tidy, I have laundry to do, my bed is unmade, my hair unwashed and I have cancelled all plans until after Easter… and you know what, I am so, so happy! I have just taken a few trays of oatmeal cookies out of the oven and I am back to tracking my water intake using this app.
Fresh from the oven.
There is something so luxurious about knowing I have nowhere to be and nothing to do. I don’t know at what point it became a popular trait of society to over schedule and be constantly on the go. It is, literally, exhausting.
With the onset of the cooler months it seems like a good time to focus on quietude and the wellness that our family experiences when we slow down. In her book, Sara Avant Stover says of Autumn, “It is time to gather, store, organise, and wind down from Summer’s high tempo and the relentless forward momentum that modern living usually demands”.
Anyone who follows my Instagram will know knitting has been featuring heavily in my slow revolution.
From now on, I will be focusing on Stover’s words of wisdom. I won’t be scheduling something every day and ‘no’ won’t be a dirty word. Whilst living on a property doesn’t give us a lot of access to coffee shops or playgrounds it does mean we have a lot nature to explore and delight in. I will invite more people to come into my home and stop worrying that it’s not finished enough or that it may not be perfectly clean.
I’m not sure at what point I let the lifestyle I love get away from me but it’s time to take it back. I know my entire family will be better for it and instead of wondering where the week went, we can work hard on our land and in our home, building a solid appreciation for things that take time to grow.