Last week was Read Across America, a day to celebrate the birthday of Dr. Seuss by encouraging children to read. We turned it into a week of reading fun and activities at the Schalesky house and on Wednesday, we read Wacky Wednesday. We did not only read Wacky Wednesday, we were Wacky Wednesday. Christian got up before any of us and made everything downstairs wacky~ shoe on the wall, chair on the table, etc. and the kids and I dressed really wacky (I promise I did not go anywhere but my friends house). Caleb and Audrey were so pleased, and we were happy to please them.
Wacky Wednesday is the perfect way to begin as I attempt to return to blogging. It has been awhile, a long while, and with good reason. Ever since Audrey was born, and honestly, a bit before, I have been feeling pretty wacky.
A lot happened, Christian's job changed and got REALLY busy right as I got pregnant with Audrey. Then, my pregnancy with her was tough, nothing too serious, but tough for me. In the midst of this, Christian and I were exploring a job opportunity and a big move, which we decided not to take after 5 months of checking it out. Then, Christian's job changed again. Then, Audrey was born, and Caleb stopped sleeping well. Right about this time, I entered into a time of fear and questioning, as three people I care a lot about were dealing with some very tough things that I was wrestling greatly with. And the affordable housing list we had been on suddenly offered us 3 opportunities to buy a home. We entered into a 6 month+ house search and escrow and then we moved. Finally, time to let things settle down? Nope, the week we were moving, Christian was asked to apply for a different job, and we began a very intense 5 months of searching out whether or not to take on this new, life changing position. Of course, we were working on the new house this entire time and raising two little children. He decided to take the job, and we took a month off for time to connect, catch up, transition. But we got sick, all of us, for about 2 months. We all took turns getting sick, but I was sick pretty much the whole time, and it was Audrey's birthday, and Christmas. We got better, had one REALLY good week, and then Christian started his new job. Which, to sum up, is great and overwhelming at the same time. I say this here not to complain, but to explain, that this year+ has resulted in me feeling a little wacky on more days then I would have thought.
You see, I have this rock I lean on. It is my peace, my strength, my redemption, my hope, my joy. But, somehow, in the last year plus of my life, I have been leaning on, clinging to something else. What was I leaning on? I am not totally sure, but I think I was trying to lean on myself, which if you have ever tried that, is not very effective. I don't think I realized until recently how little I was leaning on my rock, and how much I was leaning on myself.
So here I am, feeling wacky, and contemplating, many things. Mostly, I am contemplating how necessary it is to lean on, cling to the rock.
