Just Write {54}

September 24, 2012

It’s after nine and Asher is still up. Normally, he’s zonked out by 8. He had a nap at daycare today. I can hear him up there on his top bunk, whispering to himself or maybe to God or maybe to a stuffed animal. He climbed down the ladder without waking his brother about ten minutes ago, went to the bathroom and climbed back up. His hair is spiked up on one side from pressing it against a pillow while it was still wet. He looks a little like a cross between a parrot and Jef with one f from the last Bachelorette.

We are all exceptionally tired over here, fighting colds and an overly busy weekend. Daddy is gone for work Monday through Wednesday and I’m gone Thursday through Sunday. Time is playing one of its tricks and zooming past us while we trip around trying to keep too many things in our arms.

Today, as we walked from the car to the front door after school, Miles said, The days are going more fastly now. 

This was good news because his number one reason for not liking school was that it was just way too long. Now it’s more fastly. Tonight, as I tucked he and his brother into bed, he said, The dots on dice are called pips.

Oh. Did you learn that at school today?

No. I read it in my book. 

It’s one of those books with all kinds of random facts and all of them are in his brain now, bumping around like us with all of the things to do in our arms.

Three different times today I stopped short with arms full and set some things down. I can’t do it all and the perfectionist trying to trick me like time can’t always win. So I walked away from this or that and took a deep breath. I went outside because it was so warm today and I watched the boys play with a wheelbarrow and mud. I came back in and gave Elsie a bath and I tweeted out, You know if we just keep going we’ll be okay, no matter the clumsy. 

It’s true. All we can do is go, go, go; not that fastly, but just moving forward until the next breath.


This is the 54th installment of Just Write, an exercise in free writing your ordinary and extraordinary moments. {Please see the details here.} I would love to read your freely written words so join me and link up below. You can add the url of your post at any time. Just be sure it’s a link to your Just Write post, not to your main page, and please don’t link to posts that are not written in the spirit of capturing moments–like lists or sponsored posts. Then please link back to this post in your post so people know where to go if they’d like to join in. (Any links not following those two guidelines will be deleted.)

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tara pohlkotte September 24, 2012 at 10:42 pm

you always wrap me up in your words. i find myself in the messy wonder that is the everyday. those moments that swirl and shift, taking us places we didn’t see because we blinked. loved this, heather… i always do.
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Gianna September 25, 2012 at 5:51 am

I have been reading with my girls a series of books by Gail Carson Levine about Neverland Fairies. We LOVE them.

Anyway, they call humans Clumsies.

It goes well, wouldn’t you think? Because we are.
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gretchen from lifenut September 25, 2012 at 9:40 am

I learned something. Pips.

And I always find it interesting when children notice time moving at different speeds. It means they are learning perspective and that’s no small thing.
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Erica @ Expatria, Baby September 25, 2012 at 10:05 am

Lovely as usual, and a reminder that the days may go slowly or fastly, but they’re good. Really, if we stop with full arms to watch boys and mud, and remember that.
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Mitchell September 25, 2012 at 10:40 am

Wonderful. As I was reading this and resonating with so much going on and trying to muddle through and find some sort of order, I felt my brain finding a way to ease into it all. Thank you for that.
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Julia September 25, 2012 at 11:31 am

I love the way you make me feel like I’m right there with you in the moment.
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Ann September 25, 2012 at 1:50 pm

I would link up if weren’t the biggest lie in the land. I’ve been working on the post I just put up for e.v.e.r.

I need to get back to blogging as blogging. The clumsy AND more fastly.


Jennifer September 25, 2012 at 2:19 pm

We get there by walking just like we do by running. The difference is that we’re not as tired when we arrive. Thanks for the reminder.
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Galit Breen September 25, 2012 at 9:56 pm

Me, too. I’m just trying to move forward, but not too fastly, too.

(Lovely words and heart, as always, you.)
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tracy@sellabitmum September 26, 2012 at 8:41 am

Sometimes I just sit and cannot believe 2 hours have passed. Time needs to stop for me for just one day.
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Arianne September 26, 2012 at 1:28 pm

I love you so. <3
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rebecca @ altared spaces September 26, 2012 at 1:55 pm

“The days are going more fastly now.” A zen master. I sometimes need to slow my days down with breath. Because I don’t always want to go fast. Sometimes I like to enjoy the warmth of a wheel barrow filled with mud (I started to write “fud” which feels more right. Fun and mud coming together all smushy like).

Glad, glad, glad for you and mud and baths and spiky hair. I never got to meet Jef.
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