We’ve got a new family that moved into a flower pot on our front porch. A house wren couple and babies!
First we noticed the two adults building the nest, and a few days later they had laid at least 8 eggs!
Two weeks went by and a couple eggs had hatched, and I checked yesterday and it seems that the rest have hatched! Some of the babies are bigger than the others. I’ve never watched birds before this closely, so I’m not sure if that’s normal or not.
My daughter has really enjoyed watching the babies and is learning a big lesson in self control. We don’t go near the nest when the mommy bird is around because we don’t want to scare her and we definitely haven’t touched the nest. I’ve heard touching the nest causing the mom to abandon the nest is a myth, but I don’t want to interfere in any way.
I’ve seen the dad bird bring the mom food and it’s been incredible to see the miracle of life.
This brings me to a deeper point, and what I feel the universe is telling me through these birds.
I recently went back to work at a salon doing hair after being a stay at home mom for three years and it was a big change for our family. It was only part time, but my work days are my husbands off days, so we haven’t been spending a lot of time together.
It’s unsustainable for me. It’s smothering me. I tried to quit, and my boss told me she would keep me on the books and just call if she needed cover, but that she wouldn’t schedule me anymore. It’s nice to not burn any bridges in that regard, but I wonder what I really was trying to gain by working outside the home.
It was a really spur of the moment decision to even apply for that job, and I definitely am realizing that it may have not been the correct decision.
I’m one of those people who like to make their own mistakes, a “can’t tell me nothin” kind of person. What comes with that, though, is the pain of realizing you made a mistake that negatively impacted not only you, but your family.
That’s not to say that my husbands job is more important than my career (I technically made more than him with less hours) but that I lost my gratitude. I lost the love for caring for my home and family, and I didn’t even realize how important that was to me.
The other side to this situation is that I volunteer for a non-profit kindergarten readiness program for at-risk children, and have for almost two years now. I really click with the director and she recently offered me a position as half volunteer coordinator and half home visit teacher. We have very few English speaking families and I would be the only non-Spanish speaking teacher. I never went to college, but the director seems to think I’m qualified.
So this dilemma of leaving a job making money for a company and fake smiling my way through 30 different haircuts in one day and selling products I don’t believe in, jumping to a position that scares the crap out of me.
Back to the birds, they have really been encouraging me to slow down and focus on what matters. The parent birds are solely focused on providing for their babies, and probably make decisions based solely on the well-being of those fledglings. I am no different.
I believe with all my heart that the most important thing on this entire planet is nourishing our children. Every baby is born with the potential of the entire world inside them, and nurtured in the right ways, has the ability to do anything.
I’m not a Christian, but a phrase I heard once went something along the lines of “You could recognize the mother Mary if you saw her, but would you know the Christ child if you saw him?” Every child has that potential. I believe that with everything in my heart.
Ok, now I’m crying and lost my train of thought, but I just wanted to update the blog with what’s on my mind, and I appreciate you reading what I have to say.
I hope this finds you well. xo