Monday, April 20, 2009

It's Nice To Be Needed

Sure, I was needed before I became a mama. Everyone is. But the way a mama is needed just really takes my breath away. I knew this about my own mom. I've always needed her and wanted her. But being the one who is in the mama role is very different.


Here is a picture that perfectly captures how my kids need me:



It's obvious that Goose is reaching for me, but also notice the jeans and red shirt wearing boy who is sitting on my foot and clinging to my leg.


It's an interesting thing. They are relentless in their need for me. I find it both fulfilling and tiring. I suppose you could say that it both fills me and empties me. Yes, my kids take a lot of my time and energy and space in my brain. But what I get back is so much bigger, so much more meaningful. Intense is a good word to describe both sides of this coin.


At some point during most days, there are a couple moments when I think it would be nice to have some breathing room.


Then the end of the day comes, both kids are sleeping, and I do get that space. After about an hour, without fail, I wish the kids were up and that we could be together. (Of course I don't actually want them to wake up because then I'd have to get them back to sleep. Getting kids to sleep is hard!)


But it's funny what just a tiny bit of distance can do.


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Thursday, April 16, 2009

Gratitude, Babies, Bands, and the Park *updated below*

We visited my new niece again.  I must see that baby as much as I can while she is still so new. Once again, my son held her and marveled at her. My daughter touched her hand, and when the baby pulled her hand away, she startled. I wonder if she thought the baby was a doll.






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Friday, April 10, 2009

The Fallout

So I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I got a speeding ticket while I had my kids in the car.


Since kids process what is happening in their lives through play, there have been a lot of tickets issued in this house since the incident.


My son has always enjoyed police play. From around age 3, he would chase me around on his bike while I rode his scooter, and he'd make a siren sound and pull me over. That game fell by the wayside, but with his newfound writing ability and the fascinating speeding ticket for inspiration, he has become a boy with a mission. His mission? To write as many speeding tickets as possible.  They say "Bad Fast."


Here is a sampling of tickets that my husband and I received over the course of 2 days. Just 2 days! I didn't even save all of them from that time period. (Click on the picture to see them closer.)




This one is my favorite. I love how he put the A and D of BAD inside the B.



I also like this one a lot. Look at that curlicue on the D!



It sure makes it difficult to put it all behind me!


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Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Monday, April 6, 2009

Standing is Exciting!

My teeny tiny girl suddenly seems a lot bigger.


Today, completely out of the blue, she stood up from a sitting position. The first time she did it I thought it was going to be a one time thing. But then she continued to do it, one time right after the other. I got out the camera and took some video. I recorded about 10 solid minutes of her doing nothing but standing and falling, standing and falling. I wondered if she was going to take a step, so I didn't want to stop recording. But she didn't take any steps today. Standing is exciting enough!


See for yourself. My husband edited out most of my shrieking and repeated gushing. I couldn't help it, I was super proud. Even watching this, I feel my eyes get teary.






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Sunday, April 5, 2009

She Partied

Yesterday afternoon we hosted my daughter's first birthday party. She is not yet one year old, thank goodness! We still have until Thursday to get used to that idea.


On Friday I made her cakes.



We had lovely weather for her party, sunny and in the 60s.  She put on her party dress and waited for our guests.


We had a small number of family and friends over, and first we visited and had some snacks. Then it was cake time.


She did not understand blowing out the candle. I had only practiced with her once. So I quickly blew it out, and one of her cousins helped too.

She enjoyed playing with it for a while.

When she got a taste, then she worked so hard to figure out how to get it all in her mouth.

While she did that, the rest of us inhaled the other cake. My guy said that it should have ducked. He suspects fowl play.


After cake, she opened some wonderful presents.


We finished the day playing outside.


I can barely believe that her first birthday party is now a memory. But it's a happy memory and so time marches on and before I know it it will be her new cousin who is having a first birthday party. For now I'll savor what's left of my baby being 11 months old.


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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Beautiful Birth

Last night my powerful, amazing, beautiful sister birthed a new life into the world. I had the honor of witnessing this event, and there are no words to describe the way I feel. Obviously I was present when my own babies were born, but I wasn't fully there. I was so turned inward, focusing on my body. So it was a brand new experience to watch my new niece enter into our world.


When she began pushing, I got goosebumps. Her voice was full. I could hear the pain, and the relief, and the sheer humanity that birth allows. She did an awesome job. She went from 6 cm dilated to 10 cm dilated and pushing in less than 15 minutes! She only pushed a couple of times and out came this tiny baby girl. Birth is amazing. My sister is fabulous. Here are a couple of pictures from last night. I can't wait to see her again!