Snow Days, Or The Lack Thereof

Some day we will all be snowed in together. We will wake up slowly, sip hot chocolate, build blanket forts, read and act out stories, and play in the snow as a family. But that day is not today. Today, husband works until it's no longer safe to operate a vehicle. Or until all the snow is cleared. But let's be honest, it'll be the former. And today, I'm okay with that. But I wasn't always.

Husband started making plowing plans days in advance. Hours before the snow began, he packed the truck with a double lunch and extra boots before heading to bed at 8pm. Our snowman also braced himself for #stormStella

Living somewhere with snow removal (and lawn care) provided was the best decision. Especially while Husband is working for Red Rock. Especially while we have little babes.

This morning, I noticed the quiet, the lack of cars on the unplowed street, the soft glow coming from the windows of a neighbor's house across the street, the sparkling beauty of fresh snow. This morning I was thankful for warmth, for giggling girls, for an able-bodied husband who can work a job - even if said job keeps him out 16+ hours some days.

Hot chocolate and Daddy's t-shirt go a long way to cheer up this small person when she starts to miss Daddy

Those are not the things I noticed the last time we got this much snow. Last year, when we got twice this amount, when my body was still figuring out it's postpartum state, when my Littlest was a lot littler than now, I noticed how snow isolates, chills, buries. I felt claustrophobic, anxious, depressed. Maybe that was because I physically could not get the door open against the pile of snow. Maybe it's because I wasn't getting as much sleep then as I am now. Maybe it's because I had more postpartum depression than I knew. Whatever the reason, no amount of candles, music, baked goods, Bible reading, or journaling could pull me out of my grumpiness.

You know how once in a while, you find yourself in a familiar situation and you realize, I am handling this so much better than the last time(s). That is me today. Thank you, Jesus.

setting out to catch a glimpse of Daddy who was clearing out some businesses downtown - perks of living in town!