It is a popular phenomenon for mom’s to blog their birth stories. With shows like A Baby Story, the rise in popularity of delivering more “naturally”, and social networks/blogs that encourage the proclaiming of even the most mundane life experiences – it’s not really surprising. Last night, at a cookout with friends, we were talking about this very trend and the women speaking did not have children of their own (but hope to one day) and were describing the stories as a mix of eccentric and horrifying – like a “car crash where you just can’t look away.” I am familiar with these stories, both the extreme (eating placenta, birthing at home in the bathtub, etc) and the graphic (near-death experiences, heart-stopping emergencies). I am not trying to imply that every woman who tells her story online is looking to be sensational, or to minimize the fact that hundreds of women every day have very out-of-the-ordinary, life-threatening labor experiences. I just agree with my childless friends, you should use some discretion when telling your story.
However, I’ve also read plenty of amazing stories that are poetic and written to express the incredible love and life-change that occur at the birth of a child – the miracle where both baby and mother are born. The delivery of my first child was long & tedious, but after seeing her gorgeous face I swore to myself that the only thing I would tell or share with first time moms was: 1) it is the hardest thing you will ever do, but you CAN do it, and 2) it will be the most beautiful moment of your life. Hands down.
This weekend we enjoyed a 4-day STAYcation…and it was glorious. The house was clean, the baby was with grandparents (for some of the time), and we filled the weekend with good books, quiet evenings, movies, pizza, and beautiful together-ness. We’ve also enjoyed some of the most incredible weather of the season this week, so watch out – there are a lot of things I’m LOVING!
I love house plants. I love how they keep the house bright and welcoming, even in the dead of winter. I dream of having a sun room one day that I can just FILL with tropical plants and flowers. Sadly, when we bought our house I didn’t really consider space for house plants and I didn’t notice that we have very few sunny spots. Our south facing windows are under our front porch and everywhere else is either too gloomy or too cold (in the winter, anyway).
Over the past few years I’ve made do with a jade plant, hoya, two philodendron (I don’t think you can kill them), and the occasional vase of cut flowers from the grocery store. However, this year we got infested with gnats! I’ve never had this problem before…and I’m not even sure what they were (little black flies that resembled fruit flies) but they took over ALL my house plants. It was pretty depressing & I ended up moving everything down to the basement and decided that whatever could survive would be moved outside once it warmed up. Most everything made it except my jade…but I did a couple cuttings so hopefully I can re-grow the babies.
I had been meaning to write a post on family rhythms for each month of the year (inspiration from this book) but I completely skipped March & I actually still thought it was April today until I looked at my calendar!! (sidenote: “mommy brain” is legit.) Oops…warm weather kept me outdoors, I guess. Maybe this post should be titled “Rhythms of Family: Spring“…
I was just reflecting last night that I’ve really appreciated how long of a spring we’ve had this year. Granted, we barely had a winter…but I feel like the last few years have transitioned from bitter, cold, winter to humid, sticky, summer VERY quickly. I’ve appreciated the cooler (albeit grey) days interspersed with an occasional sunny (sweatshirt & flip-flops) day.
Seriously, this stuff is amazing. So fluffy & soft…AND doesn’t make your hands smell weird after. I asked the little one what color she wanted and she said “Boo!” 🙂 The recipe I found came from HowDoesShe? and I had all the ingredients in my pantry. If you’re thinking of making multiple colors I would suggest maybe cutting the recipe in half or else you will end up with a LOT of play-do. Our batch lasted 2 weeks (before it started sprouting mold**) and it was still soft & wonderful! Give ’em a plastic knife and some pipe cleaners and let them go to town. **I didn’t think about it before, but maybe it should be kept in the fridge?
Spring is most certainly coming…and it’s the perfect afternoon for some iced coffee & a good book.
“What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.” [George R.R. Martin]
It’s a new season & I’m dying to update our Fave Five list! Honestly, our book circulation hasn’t changed that dramatically in the last few months but I’m just excited about this little tradition on the blog and I’m itching to post again. Most of these books have nothing really to do with “spring” but that’s ok – open some windows, grab a glass of lemonade, and get reading! 🙂