It was 2:30 a.m., Sam and I looked at each other and said, “We’ve got to figure out something different.” We had both lost count how many times we had been up, ping ponging from our 6 year old to our 10 month old. They were waking each other up back and forth, sharing space.
This puzzle of blending our family is part of who we are. We are figuring it out and learning to share space together. We have to give each other room as our family grows. We have to give each other understanding. We have to give each other love.
We have to admit that we miss each other and that the transition from being together to being apart is difficult and sometimes makes us grumpy and sometimes just makes us exhausted. We have to admit that blending families and sharing spaces is hard work, but important work, holy work. We have to admit that it’s frustrating when other people don’t understand how hard we work to be family and share spaces.
But we wouldn’t have it another way because blending families and sharing spaces ignites our creativity and our curiosity. It asks us to imagine and dream and plan. It allows us to be ourselves because we have blended our lives and shared our space together as family.