I know the sounds you make, as many as they may be. Little Bear is what i call you and it began when you growled at me. How can a baby growl you ask, I believe it is because you are my little warrior boy I know you don’t like to be confined or restricted, and will fight to have your way I know you I know your smells, those I cherish the most I love to catch the smell of your breath while holding you real close I know you I know those expressive faces you make When you’re happy, sad, frustrated, or hungry I especially love the face you make when doing number two is your duty To know you is to love you And Lord knows I love you I cherish the day you were born, because you my son were specifically prayed for I prayed for a happy, healthy, beautiful, radiant, child And God knew you were the child for me I know you But most of all, I love you
My household came alive at 4:55 am this morning. And the reason; my little guys newest phase of development - trying to stand in his crib. Apparently, when this happens all sleep schedules and sleep patterns are interrupted. My husband and I tried to wait him out for 20 minutes but the waiting game was a combination of watching the monitor next to our bed and enduring mini panic attacks while watching his unsteady balance end in him tumbling over. Eventually my husband got up, made him a bottle, changed his diaper, and brought him in our bed in hopes that he would go back to sleep. Well after an hour of mama bear hugs and gentle forms of coaxing him to stay in bed, the boy won. Now, at 7:30 am, he is sound asleep listening to gentle sound of waves crashing ashore on his sound machine while I am left tired but rushing to get ready for an 8:30 am play date. *yawn*
a week an a half ago i was laid off from a company i adored and a brand i admire. while i was sad and hurt i am starting to view this as a great opportunity to spend some quality time with my family and also determine how i can turn my passions into a career.
Last night I stumbled upon one of my favorite gossip blogs (yes, my dirty little secret) and saw the most beautiful picture of Kimora Lee Simmons frolicking on the beach with her beautiful family. It stopped me in my tracks. This woman, who was previously (and unfairly) criticized for having gained a few extra pounds, looked amazing and it was clear she worked really hard to look that way. While I know she is rich and she is a model, and has more resources than the average person, she still had to put in the time and effort. I know it was not easy. I am officially inspired.
“We spend January 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives… not looking for flaws, but for potential.”—Ellen Goodman