Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Salt and Pepper
Abi asks, "Why is salt water yucky to drink?" I respond, "Because of the salt." She asks, "Is there pepper in there too?"
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
reading and such
Just was directed to contemporarypsychotherapy.org, not a bad site. I never read online, hurts my eyes, but am finding some strategies to make it work. Aquarium, school vacation week, never made it inside... spent $35 for parking to go to lunch in Boston.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Gracefully
Am I too young to grow old gracefully? I feel age creeping up on me and it is showing and I am not ready for it. Time to travel.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Marathon Morning
Woke up at 7am, went for a 3 mile run, showered, cleaned up after the girl's breakfast, had an English Muffin and 1/2 cup of coffee, got both girls dressed, diaper changed, lunch made for Abi, dropped Abi off at school, brought Harper with me to do weekly grocery shopping (thank you Starbucks for putting yourself in our Stop n Shop), came home, unloaded the groceries, put Harper down for a nap, made 2 lasagnas, cleaned out under the sink and kitchen drawers where I found mice droppings (ewww!) and now I am sitting, email read, it's noon, feels like 6pm, and I have 6 more hours to go.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
It's going by fast
Her feet are so small, she just wants to be close and I have to make sure I put this constantness into perspective. She is learning how to trust and I am her teacher so on I go with being a human climbing wall for now...
Monday, April 27, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Today and today
Trying to figure out work, i.e. going back, and childcare and guilt, oh the balance between the three...
Not sure if I am ready to leave my pumpkins for these times... I am so accustomed to having them hang on to me all day, I guess a part of me loves it and a part of me is exhausted from it.
Having something/someone else make this decision for me helps.
Not sure if I am ready to leave my pumpkins for these times... I am so accustomed to having them hang on to me all day, I guess a part of me loves it and a part of me is exhausted from it.
Having something/someone else make this decision for me helps.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
A 2 year old vocab
Mash a tatas = mashed potatoes
Bootaful = beautiful
Gamote = remote
He has a trumpet on his nose (referring to the rhino's horn)
Bootaful = beautiful
Gamote = remote
He has a trumpet on his nose (referring to the rhino's horn)
Monday, January 26, 2009
This resonates
From Confidence at Sea (Cruising World, Feb 2009):
"To sail offshore, especially alone, one must get past the fear of vastness, distance from help, and the naive notion that sailing is some kind of paradise. Then sailing becomes an opportunity to trust life to be what it will be. Anything can happen anywhere. Challenges are innate to this life experience. I've never sailed an offshore passage without needing to be creative or being challenged to grown and learn more about sailing, my boat, and myself. But as I respond to the challenge and arrive, I succeed. I dare say that with each encounter, awe increases our potential and the interconnectedness of the human spirit and the sea. As I grow in confidence, there is less fear and more objectivity. I'm free to become more in tune with the most powerful energy source of life on earth - the ocean."
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Tuesday is really hump day
At home, 2 sick girls, no car, no naps, my god sometimes I am glad this is temporary.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Getting ready for mobility
Harper is up on all fours ready to crawl, happy with her newfound sense of mobility. Proudly grinning revealing her 2 Christmas presents on the bottom row she looks at me as if to say "see mama, I'm getting it." Abi is talking and conversing with us all day long. We just got her a standard size pillow for her crib, which she asked for. This morning, after her furst night with it, she awoke with a snarl the size of a grapefruit on the back of her head. I gathered up the mess, tried as best I could to brush it out, failed, and just wrapped a ponytail around it to hide its recklessness and give it the appearsnce of some sort of order. I don't know who I am trying to kid. I'll let Chris handle it tonight when he gives her a bath.
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