This morning we’re embarking on a new chapter of our lives ~ not to be too melodramatic but Edie officially starts school this afternoon and after three years of homeschooling I’m feeling nervous and sentimental about embarking on this adventure.
I loved having my chickadees stick close to home, close to my downy belly able to just flop down and hide them at the first sign of danger (or coughing kid). I like not having to be anywhere at any particular time and having lunch being whatever is leftover from last night dressed up with what’s oozing over in the garden. Let’s just say Edie’s not seeing any fancy bento boxes in her near future.
I’m noticing how her going to school is making me feel super attached to this sweet morning flow we have that I have always attributed as a byproduct of homeschooling. Is this going to school business going to cramp our simplifying style?
So we’ve been having family meetings on how to simplify even further to accommodate this change and no cow was left sacred.
Literally. (I think I convinced him we should keep Daisy. You’re now talking to the new family cow shed mucker though).
But how to sustain that Little House on the Prairie cozy morning vibe without that crisis that always happens exactly 30 minutes into the show?
Though milking the cow is a huge time sucker (ha, ha) I can view it as a morning ritual that is also my medicine that grounds me before I hold the space for my just waking family.
Milking gets me outside. I listen to self-help books while I do so (right now I’m listening to Steering By Starlight by Martha Beck ~ lovely!). I stare at the bugs weaving in the straw blades just inches below my nose. This ritual leaves me feeling more rooted to my surroundings and connected to our dreams of self-sufficiency for the rest of the day. Even as the vision may shift and morph as new family needs are introduced and explored.
I’ve been practicing how I want our mornings to feel. In moments of daydream I have been walking through the ritual of our morning; wake up times, enjoying my latte still though just an hour earlier, milking, breakfast making, lunch preparing, family smiling with their lips and eyes at the same time at each other and just tapping into that feeling of comfort and support as we (gulp) prepared to part ways for the day.
Early bedtimes have just jumped the queue to the prime focus of the day. Both for the children and also for myself. In order for me to get my beloved morning work done, before I get to milk, and feel at my prime physically and energetically I need to get my nine hours sleep. Once this aspect becomes more of an engrained habit I will review what else may need to bumped up on the list but for now, mama gut is telling me this will help everything else fall more easily in place.
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