Finding Rhythm

Steve's still doing his rotation and due to his unpredictable schedule, we've learned that it is best to make our mornings together more enjoyable and meaningful because there's a good chance that Steve won't be home until after the kids are in bed.

This morning, we woke up with the kids and got ready for the day. We sat down to a breakfast of pancakes and took our time.

We went down to the basement where Steve held Mi Na and played with the kids while I squeezed in 20 minute pilates. (I know, nothing says family togetherness like watching Mom do pilates.) Ideally, I would get up early enough to do it before the kids wake up. We read from the Book of Mormon and then Steve headed off to work.

I walked over to the park with the kids in the stroller and Mi Na in the Baby Bjorn. We were there for almost two hours. I met several mothers and three of them were Mormon, which is always a fun connection to make.

By the time we got home, Mi Na had a bad case of Baby Bjorn hair.


But she didn't seem to mind.


I won't show you how bad my shirt looked after two hours of Baby Bjorn-ing.

In the afternoon, we just chilled and did whatever. Steve came home before the kids were in bed, which was a nice surprise.

I'm obsessing over flooring options still. I thought I had my mind made up, but no. I should just put down some vinyl sheeting and be done with it already. All I know is that ceramic tile is out of the running.

It was a good day. Tomorrow could use a little more structure.