Photo a Day May: A smell you adore – 8.
I almost put up a photo of my morning coffee, or the fresh blackberries I had for lunch, and even considered another photo of the boy (because we all know and love that baby smell, delicious), but when it all came down to it, I had to go with the very… thing that breathes the life, delicious, heaven scent smell into all of these – the one and only, air. And of course, it has to be fresh. Today was a day I have been waiting for, the day where I could sprawl out on the grass, my boy in my lap, and just breathe it in, take it all, one inhale at a time. Yum. And then, 5 o’clock daily freakout started, and that wonderful, calming, soulful thing called breathing it in became even more critical. Breathe. Fresh. Air. A constant reminder, to loosen up, to ease the anxiety, to chill. And I will say this, toddlerhood is intense. I feel like it is a parenting secret that no one let me in on. Maybe its a blocked memory? But oh. Oh no. No no no. It is intense in the very best way. These little souls are doing and learning and seeing so much. That is crazy, a wild ride, incredible. Aaaand then there is the other extreme. Intense as well, and a little more… taxing? Taxing. I am trying to organize my life in my brain before I write, but right now all I can think of is the intense nature of it all. And does anyone else think being a work-out-of-the-home mom is crazy nutty? Who thought of this anyway? Sigh. Breathe. Fresh. Air.