
Each one of my sons is a constant reminder to stop and take a mindful moment because he needs mommy for something........ and often. A typical day includes non-stop picking up, cooking, cleaning, packing backpacks, loading and unloading the car,
laundry (that just another blog altogether) and any other day-to-day agenda item. These days I'd like to keep closer to home and we do whenever we can; we just stop. And sit. And be.
When my kids are on a schedule, when we have routine, we are all easier to be around. Less chaos, fewer tantrums and circular insanity; we have more love, learning, thinking, growing. Summertime in the NW, the sun is still up way past the littles capacity to be awake; but as with all kids, they struggle on. Summer is full of non-routine. Fall brings a recognition of their weariness and they are happy for bedtime. In essence, bedtime routine starts when we wake up in the morning. The more rhythmic and routine the day, the smoother life is, the more we all, all 6 together, appreciate that final blessed hour.
Bedtime is an important process, one I love. Like the seasons and the diverging light, we adjust and change as evolution happens, bodies grow, books become memorized.
I realized, tonight, that bedtime routine is now an hour long, potty, jammies, teeth brushing and face washing, lovey gathering, book choosing, snuggling and a story. It is the most precious hour of the day, it is slow and peaceful, it
always happens.