Spring Break

This week has been a spring break heaven.  Isabelle has been out of school and is on 

break from all of her extracurricular activities.  No waking up early to catch the school bus, 

no sitting around the kitchen table with a big stack of homework, no rushing to and fro: 

just being together and enjoying the outdoors.  Because my work schedule is so flexible, 

I've been able to take advantage of this time and get an extra hour of sleep each 

morning, making my girls pancake breakfasts and having extra snuggles in bed.  The 

only rushing I've been doing is rushing home to play outside, tearing off my scrubs 

and throwing on my favorite jean shorts and flip flops.  We've enjoyed many bike 

rides, trimmed the rose bushes, made mud pies, and enjoyed supper on the back porch 

every single night.  

I remember being little and waiting for my mom to get home from work so that I could 

jump into her arms, tell her all about my day, follow her around like a little duck.  I 

remember burying my head into her neck and the smell of her scrubs, listening to her 

stories about the patients she had cared for that day.  And now I am a mama and my girls 

are burying their love in me, giving me their hearts when they squeal in delight at the sight 

of my car in the driveway.  The love that started with a young boy and a free spirited girl 

has now grown into a family, a true blessing in every way.  Waking up to the sounds 

of giggling girls who crawled into bed with their mama and daddy, starting our day as a 

family and ending it in prayers of thanks: for these things I am so grateful.