I've been spending all my free time lately working on my brother's wedding quilt, which isn't as much time as I would like considering my free time occurs only when my wee ones are sleeping. It's been a long haul on a quilt that at one point seemed so simple (how hard could a whole cloth quilt be, right?). I hit a major milestone yesterday when I finally finished up the quilting. Hooray!
I spent Master W.'s nap time today unpicking my grid (the pink stitching) and it felt so good to sit in complete silence with a project that required absolutely no thought and little concentration.
What a rare, treasured afternoon.
I rested against a few pillows and sat in the quiet for a good hour before my little guy awoke, enjoying the peaceful silence. It was a perfect time for saying a few prayers and reflecting on how life is about to change once again.
I read recently that we Americans often so get caught up in "being busy" that we fear the quiet, the down times of the day. So we fill our days with television shows, web surfing, activities and other "must-dos" that keep us busy to the point of exhaustion.
Where do I fall in all this? I'm a homebody. I know many people who thrive on being busy, but it makes me anxious. If truth be told, there's no place I'd rather be than home with my husband and kids. I love the laughter, the wild antics and the general warmth my children's very presence brings to my home. But I also love the quiet times when I can peek in my kids' bedroom door and see them sleeping like little angels (don't kids always look like perfect angels when they sleep?).
How do you handle the quiet times? For us mamas, I know they are few and far between. Do you embrace them? Do they make you want to find something to do to fill them?