I am sitting at the computer, perusing the long list of blogs that I read each day, decompressing after a typical Monday. Outside the living window I'm watching my daughters run around the house, faces radiant with wide smiles. I can hear the laughter and joyful shouts of my husband and our girls as they play football in the backyard. I have dinner mostly prepared, the girls' homework is nearly complete, and I already have one load of laundry washed and waiting to be placed in the dryer.
The sun is shining. My kids are healthy and happy. My husband's new work schedule allows him to be home to share this with us. And I am feeling completely and utterly blessed.
One month into this new routine? I'd say I'm digging it.