My world is shrinking

A little over a month ago, our lives changed.

Thirty-six days ago, to be exact.

The day we welcomed our little guy into the world.

The hardest day of my life, but also the absolute best day of my life.


For the longest time, the world seemed like a huge place, wonderful in its enormity. Its arms stretched out wide, waiting to embrace me. A playground to trapeze and explore to my hearts content.

And explore I did.

 

Boston, New York, California, Italy, Austria, Czech Republic, France, Spain, Denmark, Portland, Costa Rica, Guatemala, Brazil, and the list goes on…

I’ve witnessed musical fountains full of dancing colors in Barcelona and a castle fit for Rapunzel in Prague. I’ve woken up to howler monkeys on a Costa Rican beach and gone to bed when most people were having lunch in New York. I’ve sunbathed on a topless beach in Cannes (although I was fully clothed, thankyouverymuch) and nearly frozen in a trendy minimalist apartment in Copenhagen. I’ve tasted wines in Napa, Tuscany, and Rioja.

I’ve explored and trapezed the playground.

But now.

Now, my entire world fits into *my* two arms — one JJ on my left, the other JJ on my right.


Thirty-six days of his new life. Thirty-six days of our new lives.

Thirty-six days and everything’s changed — or has it?

You all know how much I treasure certain things in my life, like writing, my freedom, my husband and family, inspiring friendships, reading, and exercise.

 

But with a newborn baby to take care of, how many of these will make the cut in this new life of mine?

For those of you who don’t know what it’s like to care for a newborn, I’ll just leave it at DIFFICULTY LEVEL 10! Suddenly, life is all diapers, high-pitched crying, and “twinkle, twinkle, little star.” There’s little room for kettle-bell swings and writing sessions amidst all that sleeplessness and confusion.

So I’ve been wondering…

When life changes so much, how do we conserve what we cherish?

Here’s how I’m approaching all of this…

  • Meditation / Reading / Work: Nursing is the perfect time to multi-task. Productivity to the max. :-]
  • Exercise: Fifteen minutes of body-weights can go a long way, especially when recovering from labor. My short workout routine is invigorating after a month of no exercise, though I can’t wait to get back to my pre-baby routine (health and time permitting).
  • Quality time: Having the house full of friends and family should make it easier to spend quality time with them … but nope! It’s hard to carve out quality time with the people I love *in the way I used to have it*. For example, I miss having lunch with my friends, so I’m looking forward to fixing that this week. :-]

And you want to know what’s funny about all of that? It’ll probably all change by next week. When life transforms, it’s best to just roll with the punches.

I want more, more, more of everything I cherish, but small, daily steps go a long way toward my serenity.

Because this is a marathon, not a sprint.


Thirty-six days and the world shrunk.

Thirty-six days and my desire to explore is a bit less dire.

Thirty-six days and my cherished activities are smaller, more deliberate.

Thirty-six days and a little human has taken over my heart.

My world is getting smaller by the day, closing in on this family of mine.

The world shrinks and expands, but what we do within our world is what matters.

What say you?


I’m looking forward to getting back into the writing groove! I’ll pick up where I left off on my last post, seeking my truth on wealth: what it means to me and whether or not it can grow. After the complete life transformation I’ve gone through over the past month, my thoughts on the topic have changed — for the better, methinks.

Sending you love from my blue rocking chair in Managua,

— Marcella

PS. If you’re interested in more pics of the little one and our new lives together, hang with us on Instagram! Beware massive amounts of love and silliness. :-]