taking stock 005

^^ Clearly, my child is not impressed ^^

Making: ideas. Dreams. Plans. Call them what you will, my mind is an open browser with seven tabs up and running.
Cooking: I'm thinking tonight will be chicken something.
Drinking: a cafe vanilla frappuccino, because I'm at Starbucks all. by. myself.
Reading: Psalm 100 - the perfect short reminder that all is well.
Wanting: a pair of saltwaters for myself and the babe. No, Stephen, they're not too girly for our son.
Looking: forward to church!
Playing: "what does the ____ say?!" Is that even a game? Either way, it's my favorite. We've mastered the gorilla, monkey, seal, elephant, lion and crocodile.
Wasting: both time and thoughts - my usual answers for this prompt.
Sewing: a hole in one of Uriah's shirts. (you guys! I was actually able to fill this one out this time!)
Wishing: our family and friends lived closer. I miss them all.
Enjoying: this weekend. Even though Uriah was sorta a pill yesterday morning, the weather has been nice and Stephen has been by my side. Really, I couldn't ask for much more.
Waiting: for my mom to come to town!
Liking: this time in my life. Maybe it's not always ideal or easy, but I just have this feeling that it's going to be good.
Wondering: what the police officer in here is whispering to the ladies behind the counter about. Because I'm curious like a cat. That's why my friends call me 'whiskers'. (That one was for you, Stephen)
Loving: my boys. Always, but this morning especially. My husband practically forced me out the door this morning (after making me pancakes!) so I could get some time alone, and as eager as I was to have this time, leaving was all sorts of difficult when standing on the front porch looking in I see my boys in their jammies reading books and laughing, snuggled on the couch together.
Hoping: to see friends soon. I've missed my little Boise community of mommas.
Marveling: over my husband and this medical school adventure. Driving in the car yesterday I started thinking about graduation next year and I started crying, out of excitement, pride, sadness... I know residency will be a whole new kind of difficult, but the thought of closing the door on this chapter is a nearing reality and I don't think I've quite grasped it.
Needing: honestly? New underwear. Exciting, huh.
Smelling: starbucks, deep breath, and it smells soooo good.
Wearing: glorified pajamas.
Following: JESUS.
Noticing: my baby turning into a toddler. How...? When...?
Knowing: that my habits need to change.
Thinking: "I never should have said that"
Feeling: a little inadequate. Overwhelmed? But, still, ok.
Bookmarking: long, white, boho maxi dresses. Because I think it would be fun to look like a goddess for a day.
Opening: my journal, which has far too many blank pages.
Giggling: over pictures of my child. The first thing I do when I get two minutes by myself? Pull out my phone and start going through yesterday's shots.
Feeling: sleepy, but able.