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no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you"
~e.e. cummings
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  • A Sound Garden

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    After lots of research (read: productive procrastination and see posts here and here), a thorough evaluation of our families finances and of course our current possessions, we decided to scale everything down in the birthday department this year. As I mentioned here, Lately’s party was simple. Well, so were her birthday gifts. 

    When I realized that I couldn’t remember what we gave Knox for his first birthday, other than a ridiculously over-planned and over-decorated party, I figured out how to conserve our resources, yet still give her something I knew she would love. After visiting the Charlotte Nature Museum recently, and also finding inspiration from one of my favorite blogs, I created this banging wall for Lately (and Knox, of course!). I couldn’t think of a better way to combine her two favorite things: playing outside and music. It has been a hit with both kids so far.

    I am planning to add to this (with the help of my wonderful husband!) and create an entire sound garden. I also have a vision of a natural playspace that is coming together quite nicely….in my head. Hopefully this summer we will be able to find the time to make my ideas a reality, perhaps beginning with a special little man’s birthday? We shall see. 

    • 3 weeks ago
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  • “All I want is the best for our lives my dear, And you know my wishes are sincere.”
    ~Beirut

    Knox and I danced and danced to this song the other night. He never wanted to stop. “Spin me, Mama,” he said with his growing fingers clasped around my neck, “one more time!” Exhausted from the typical goings-on of the day, it took all of my energy to keep it up, but we both just laughed and danced and spun and sang (me, through tears of utter joy) for as long as we could. An after dinner dance I’ll never forget, a million hugs and kisses and giggles and smiles wrapped around my tired trunk. Lots of rest, alone time, lazy days, a clean house, a quiet moment - there will be plenty of time for all of that stuff later. This short time won’t last forever, but some moments happen and, right then and there, you’re fully aware of how special and unique and wonderful they are. That heavy feeling comes over you when you realize how much you’ll miss that moment as soon as its over and you will want to replay it over and over in your brain until every part of it is a part of you forever.

    There are times when I’m convinced that escaping real life for a recharge will be just what I need; to go for a run, a pedicure, date night, whatever it may be that feels refreshing at the time, but the truth is, moments like these cannot be scheduled, and being present and open and fluid enough to take it all in - that is really all the boost I need to keep going. And, I think, if I am careful enough to continue to surround myself with amazing people like the ones I’m raising, then these things will keep happening just as often as I need them to.

    • 2 months ago
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  • Knox has taken a sudden interest in cowboys after seeing Woody on a sign for the new Pixar postage stamps at the post office the other day. He asked to hear “cowboy song” in the car. This is what first came to mind, so I played it for him. Like any intelligent human being, he’s now obsessed with it.

    I dare any one of you to listen to this song without belting it out at the top of your lungs. Go ahead & try.

    • 12 months ago
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  • Birth

    Yep. That’s pretty much all I think about these days.

    I read somewhere that if a pregnant mother has fears that she hasn’t addressed or if she feels unprepared, that her body can slow down the birthing process. I started feeling contractions on Monday and it really felt like things were getting serious, and, I’ll admit, I was nervous and feeling not quite ready.

    So, this week has been all about mental preparation and crossing off my to-do list items. I decided it was time to get everything done that I had been putting off and get it out of my head so that I can be clear and focused. I want my mind and body clear for this birth. I understand that things can’t always be mapped out exactly the way I want them to be, and I’ve accepted that. Tarrell has been instrumental in helping me address my fears about giving birth and also about being away from Knox for longer than I’d like and I am so thankful to have him as a partner through this. He is going to be the best support I could ever ask for, I can tell.

    Now I finally feel like I have come to terms with all of the things that have been nagging at me for the past several months. I’ve typed up my special requests for the hospital staff (I’m sure they’re waiting with bated breath to read it!), I’ve packed the bags, studied my breathing and labor positioning techniques, I’ve cleaned and cleaned and cleaned and cleaned my house… I’ve even created a music playlist for the big event (I amused myself by adding some relevant titles to the list such as Cat Stevens’ I’m On My Way!, The Verve’s The Drugs Don’t Work, The Elected’s Come On, Mom and Don’t Blow It, and Sam Bush’s King of the World. Maybe I’ll post the rest of the list later? It’s a good one.)

    So, now that all of that is done I’ve kind of started creating things that weren’t really on my list, or doing things on my list that I kind-of, never really intended to do before she came. Not that I’m swimming in extra time here, I should be lying down and resting while Knox is napping but my brain won’t turn off, so I end up inventing things that have to get done.

    Hopefully, she won’t wait around too much longer. I’m ready to experience this birth, meet this little person and get back home and started with our new lives. 

    • 1 year ago
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  • Little drummer boy.

    • 1 year ago
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  • Rocking out to some Weezer…

    • 1 year ago
    • 8 notes