I need to sit down and write up a flowery 5 on a Friday publish with fairly footage and useful hyperlinks however I simply don’t have it in me at present. All is ok general, however we’re nonetheless adjusting to our fall schedule and whereas there are numerous features to it I actually like, I haven’t but discovered my rhythm for running a blog (or grocery buying or figuring out or being social). However it’ll come! …or I’ll simply undergo this fall season like a bull rider, barely holding on however screaming wahoooo, as I’m decided to hold calm and savor.
In different information, I cried yesterday. Over chickens. Roosters to be particular. Sure, that’s plural. The chicks are 12 weeks outdated and David and I assumed we heard an childish try at a crow over the previous week, which led me down a rabbit gap and lengthy story quick, I’m pretty sure two of our pullets are literally cockerels.
That is fairly darn unhappy for me as a result of it means we will’t hold each Duck and Nugget. And David was proper; we must always have held off of naming them. We’re ready a number of weeks to make certain, however then will go about discovering good houses. Anybody in want of a candy, stunning rooster?
Maintain up, maintain up… I cried? Sure, sure I did. And as I used to be explaining it to David I tapped into some deeper psychological stuff like how the necessity to look after issues is deep rooted in me. Name me a broody hen if we need to persist with rooster phrases, however though it tires me out at instances, I’m hardwired to look after others. That’s why I like being a spouse, a mother, a canine mother, and so on. It’s why I most likely would have saved having extra infants for ever. I wish to be wanted.
I do know I can’t totally take this on as my complete identification, and I’m engaged on that. By extending my must look after others to canine, chickens, and vegetation. Ha 
However I do know profitable mothering will imply my infants will develop, go away the nest, and thrive in their very own lives. There’s proof of that growth now as we get into the teenager years and it’s each unbelievable to look at them turn into extra assured and impartial and bittersweet.
However again to the chickens. I’m hooked up. And realizing that two of the candy chicks we’ve been cuddling and caring for and loving on will probably be having to depart us makes me unhappy. So, tears. Please inform me you want a rooster.
Not the rooster. That is BFG, an Easter Egger that finest keep a hen.
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Okay, rooster trauma efficiently shared. What else is occurring?
Weekend plans? Certain!
So at present we’ve got a neighborhood homeschool class on geology and a nature stroll. Did we luck out with an excellent neighborhood or what? It additionally serves as social time for us mothers, which is very nice. Tomorrow the women have their first soccer video games of the season which is nice! However we’ve got to separate as a result of they’re on the similar time which is a bummer. Then we’re whisking the children away for the night time to go to the Virginia Tech sport, which ought to be a blast! And Sunday, nicely, I’m actually hoping to do some meals prep to raised set me up for the subsequent week.
How is your entry into September going? Easy crusing or just like the rodeo bull rider? Someplace in between? Any deep phycological revelations of your personal these days?
