Hi there, dear friends. I hope you are having a wonderful day/weekend. Our weekend is - too soon - over, and a new week begins. I hope it will be a good, joyful and productive one, and wish the same to you.
Last week, I didn't get a lot done around here. I spent one day visiting my mother and grandmother and doing errands; for another couple of days, my husband has been feeling ill and stayed home, and I was busy taking care of him; and the next day I didn't feel well myself. Which meant, at the time, that I was happy to have at least clean socks and dishes. If it weren't for my dear sweet husband, who cooked for us, we'd have to eat sandwiches throughout the entire Shabbat.
Right now, our little home contains more mess and clutter than I would think reasonable, and I look forward to tackling it. It's around midday - our beds are made, laundry is waiting to be hanged, trash can is emptied, post is picked up and a few phone calls were done. I just had a quick lunch, and look forward to rest between fluffy pillows, before I resume my work. I must note that I didn't plan to take a nap so early, but I just talked with my husband, who reminded me that I'm still not entirely back to normal, and insisted that I must lie down for a while. Which I will do as soon as I'm done writing a note to you here.
The wonderful thing about homemaking is that you can be terribly behind any schedule and plan, but if you have no lack of motivation, there will inevitably be an oppotunity to catch up - and after you have cheerfully done that, you can savor a cup of tea in your sweet, clean, tidy home, while watching the laundry hanging out in the fresh air outside and waiting for a batch of homemade cookies to come out of the oven.
I'm off to spend some time in bed with a good book, and perhaps I will close my eyes for a couple of minutes. I want to do quite a bit more before my husband comes home, and also to spend time with him while I still have some energy left in me. That's one of the reasons why I love the opportunity to have a midday rest.
PS: In the comments to my previous post, I was asked whether it is true that Jews normally don't announce pregnancy until three months have passed. Yes, we do have such a tradition. Some don't tell about the pregnancy at all, and most avoid talking about it publicly. It is known that most miscarriages occur in the first trimester, and if such a sad and tragic event happens, the grieving woman might not want everyone to know. Keeping it private will allow her to share just with whomever she feels comfortable.
May none of us know the pain of such a loss.