They're sleeping...

It's piercingly quiet right now. Quiet is usually a bad sign. Where is Jack, and what is he doing if it's this quiet....especially at only 10am. The answer this morning is not as terrifying as usual. The answer is, he is napping. As luck would have it, James is also sleeping. So it is a moment of quiet for mommy and where do I find myself? Lost in thought at the computer. Wouldn't my ancestors have something to say for my productivity. I wonder what they did with their quiet moments. Not that I haven't been working today. By 8:30 am I had fed 3/4 of the inhabitants of this home, changed 3 diapers (two of which could knock you out), made a king-sized bed with enough throw pillows to decorate New York City, and finished a load of laundry. To some that may sound like a normal day, but for me it was the first in a long time. I've been flooded with helpful hands for the past month, and today is the first day I am reclaiming my household. I am determined to stay busy keeping this ship afloat now that there will be double trouble poking holes in the main hull. However, now that it is 10:30am, the washer and dryer are full, the dishwasher is running, the children are sleeping, and the dog is forgotten....what do I do with myself. Shower? Read? Watch T.V.? Nap? Nah, I blog. Why? So that someday I can look back in amusement at how busy my life felt. I have no doubt that I will long for the peace that comes with a toddler's morning nap and an infant's inactivity. I will remember how I used to have time to write nonsense and consider it clever. For today, I will relish the opportunity. This is how I felt.