November 13th, 2013
We got some snow this week! It was beautiful and magical and fluffy and it even stuck for a day or two! It’s cold and some people really don’t dig that. I do. It feels so good. Sweaters? Yes! Layers? Yes! Scarves and hats and mittens just to go for a walk? Yes! My body really prefers the cold, perhaps because I was raised in it. Perhaps because of my ancestry (Irish and German, mostly.) Maybe because my predominant dosha is Pitta. Regardless, I am one happy girl to experience my first real winter a very long time. We got our winter gear and are ready for the fun! Bring on the snow!
November 11th, 2013
I am officially a student. Class starts in less than a week. Books, notebooks and highlighters have been purchased. Childcare arrangements have been made. All I have left to do is go. But inside I am struggling. The fierce warrior mama is roaring. What the hell is she doing leaving her child behind to go to class and to study? I know this line of work is exactly what I am meant to do. I have access to a great school with a very doable schedule for a parent. There will actually be some sort of maintainable balance between time with my family and school. While I am gone, E will be in the care of Daddy or his babysitter, whom we all adore. And he will have lots of one on one time with mommy in between. Yet still that fierce warrior mama within me roars. This is a big change for me. My dedication has been solely to my family for the past three years. This whole business of being born into motherhood is no tiny feat. It’s quite the crusade. And now that dedication is changing, creating space for me to begin a new chapter of my journey. You might think this is all really fantastic and that I’m wildly excited. You would be right. But it is also really hard and stirring up a lovely ballet of emotions.
A wise mama, yoga teacher and friend taught me how I can deal with times like this. (Thank you Jenn!) I settle in and make space for the fierce warrior mama to roar. I welcome her and let her know it’s safe. Safe to roar, cry and soften. Sometimes this happens on my mat or while falling asleep at night. It’s not always easy to sit and watch and feel. Sometimes I avoid it. But in the end, it’s the best way I know to process these things without stuffing them into a corner somewhere to be dealt with later.
If you have some extra love, juju, prayers or whatever your thing is as our family makes this transition, I’ll take it. Please and thank you.
November 5th, 2013
Here is your fair warning. I am going to talk about boobs. MY boobs. Now is a good time to leave if you don’t want to hear about my boobs. And no, there will not be any boob pictures.
Now we talk boobs. With nursing being all done and hormones back in order it was time yet again to buy some new bras. It turns out that all those people who said they may be smaller afterward were right. I was nominally happy with my boobs prior to the child. On occasion I thought it would be nice to go up a cup size, but that never lasted long. They were ‘good enough’ as is. Then came pregnancy and baby and a whirlwind of growth. They had their day as big bodacious ‘trying to get in your face’ boobs. That never felt quite right. Then as nursing changed, they changed too. And now they are smaller but here is the thing, I am so happy with them! I found that place of love for my boobs. We’re totally cool. I know what they are and there is no need for anything different. I mean, they fed a voracious eater for a couple of years. How could I not love them? Thank you motherhood for helping me find a place to more fully love my body.
(I cannot quite believe I am putting this on the internet.)
November 1st, 2013
There is a great nature center here in the city but recently we ventured a little further north to visit the Schlitz Audubon Nature Center. They have over 150 acres! It is my new favorite spot to get into nature. It was a beautiful day and once we hit the trail E was off running. We pretty much ran after him most of the time. I haven’t taken a ton of pictures in the last couple of months and it was nice to get to snapping again.
Wee man got tired a half mile into it and decided he was done walking. Daddy bribed him with a shoulder carry in exchange for a kiss. Kisses are harder to come by these days.
What are your favorite places to get out into nature?