imperfectly perfect.

our new house has the most perfect morning light. our house is facing the north, so the kitchen and living room get all of that glorious light. i hadn't noticed until today because indiana is a little gloom & doom. we moved in a week ago tomorrow and haven't had a sunny day here yet. insane.

as a working lady with no kiddos, sunday mornings used to be only other day besides saturday that i got to sleep in. i would wake up, grab some coffee, make breakfast and chill until it was time for church. that is, if i got up with extra time to chill. sometimes, i would sleep til the last possible second and then head out for church and grab dunkin on the way. life was so simple.

as i sit here half asleep, since holden decided he wanted to have a party at midnight and then again at 5:30, i realize how my life truly is not my own. i love it. but it is so not my own.

so, since we have been up so early (i'm blaming this on teeth, btw. i see about 5 new ones popping through.), we have had breakfast, watched pioneer woman, watched sprout (my new fav for h), holden got a bath and i took a shower. and it's not even 10. i haven't had coffee yet... which is next on my to-do list.

motherhood changes things, though. it's like even though i would've appreciated a couple extra hours of sleep or for no breakdown when he wanted raspberries not blueberries... it's imperfectly perfect and i'm ok with that.