After more than two months of feeling like I should be living in a dark cave, with my husband throwing food outside the entrance for me to slither out and devour every 90 minutes, I finally feel like a human being once more. I wish I could say that I am now running 4 miles 5 days a week, but let’s not push our luck, shall we not?

I have to say that God sure does know what He is doing, because my resurgence of energy and feeling human times perfectly with my life getting INSANE. I won’t even touch on the fact that work has ramped up to an unprecedented level of busy-ness. It’s a good busy, so it feels almost blasphemous to complain about it. (Plus, it’s going to pay for the bouquets of flowers I intend to send to myself in the hospital in advance of my scheduled c-section so that for this last baby, I have the experience of having a room full of flowers that I’ve sort of secretly always wanted.)

The other thing that’s suddenly happening is that our family has gone from watching on the sidelines (pun intended) as our friends shuttled their kids here, there and everywhere all fall to having a ton of activities happening in what feels like 18 different directions. Devon begins winter swim on Monday – practice 5 days a week and weekend swim meets – and our not-quite-four year old is actually really good at and really enjoying soccer. We had always promised ourselves that we wouldn’t push them into doing any activities, but that if they showed a true interest in something we would support them and strongly encourage them to pursue it. Autumn has been kicking the ball around all summer with dad and is settling into soccer like the game was invented for her. The funny thing is that I have friends who’s kids are already on traveling teams, my sister’s three kids have all been playing soccer for years, and it has seemed like a staple of suburban parenthood that our family was just not going to experience. Just goes to show that kids are different. My three kids have very different interests and what works for one definitely does not work for the others. Still trying to figure out what the middle one is into (other than singing and monologuing in the mirror).

A hectic pace, a frenetic schedule, but through it all I am somehow managing to stay in flow. Just this morning I got a meeting cancellation that freed me up to take care of some other work-related activities that I had been trying to figure out how I was going to complete. I swear, for the past three days I have felt like there was a mixed up Rubik’s cube in my head and then today it’s like someone just took a paintbrush to all the different sides and it is now miraculously solved. It’s flowing like that.

Speaking of Being in Flow, someone asked me when I told her I was pregnant how I was going to manage a fourth kid – “It’s so expensive and you complain now about the logistics of the kids you already have!”

I said to her, “In my experience, God doesn’t come up with HALF a plan.”

My thought for the week…there is a God and it ain’t ME!!! Hope you’ll tune in next week for all the Week 14 FUN!!!