Let's see, it's been close to almost three years since I posted last to this blog. Why today to start again? I don't know, lots of thoughts crossed my mind this morning since I've been up. It's amazing the amount of things that can happen in about an hour and a half in a household with still fairly young children.

At age 6, Caleb has mellowed a bit and can have moments where he likes to relax and chill out. He enjoys to sit and watch tv and play video game but at the same time he spends plenty of time creating drawings, collections, forts and various experiments with mixed success.

At age 3, Cameron seems to spend his day in contstant action with the thought of stopping being a dirty word. One moment he is busy with the oopses that seem to follow him around with sippy cups, open boxes of cereal and such. At others he seems to relish the moments of making a huge mess of Legos after dumping out the whole container and running through them. Why? I just don't know.

In the midst of all this, I seem to have this really strong craving for a peaceful, zen existence. Why, again I don't know. But how is the bigger questions plaguing me. How can a busy working mom find a true peace aside from stolen moments to the bathroom with the fan running. How do I quiet the outside and inside noise in my mind?

As I pondered this, this morning, I poured my morning cup of coffee. The sound a cartoon was blazing out of the tv and my spirit was wishing for one of my Aura tunes on one of the satellite stations. I would have loved to go sit in a quiet corner to savor my sips of French Vanilla goodness. And yet, the scent wafted up to me and I knew that even in the midst of the messy chaotic house, I could at least savor a little cup of zen and peace. Something just for me to give me a little treat to carry forward through my morning. And I had this idea to write.

I've thought about re-starting a blog for a while but I didn't know what I could possibly write that would be unique or any different than every other mommy blog out there. We all have kids that say and do the darndest things. Our stories of our kids are all sweet and wonderful. We all juggle an amazing amount of things. We all load ourselves up like pack mules to zip around to errands, school, work and such. We all have our skills and stengths. Some make it look so easy and they are always dressed so nice and serve their children organic meals from their backyard gardens.

Sigh, I am not one of those moms. I am so in love with being a Mom and yet I have the moments of doubt, overwhelming stress and so many feelings that seem out of place. And then, Cameron came to me as I started to write and he proudly told me that he had cleaned up all of the Legos. And he had, all nice and neat. I gave him a big hug and a kiss. And for just a moment, all was right in the world.

And now, my coffee mug is empty. I guess it's time to roll up my sleeves and set out to tackle changing sheets on beds. A mundane task but one I wanted to do this weekend. Everyone can start back in the school routine with clean sheets and pillow cases. Maybe even I can get to hubby's and mine to savor an extra nice welcome when we go "off duty" tonight and can climb into bed and unwind from another busy day in the trenches. Calls of "Mommy!" are awaiting me so off I go, who knows what I will find awaiting....another adventure around every corner....

Christine