Nursing is over. My baby is moving quickly into toddlerhood and she is no longer all up on my business. And quite honestly, I think it was very much so a mutual decision. (If not more her decision than mine.)…
Archives for June 2010
All’s well in T-town.
(I can’t believe I didn’t have a Lila Lunes this week. I’m a bit uncomfortable with it, too…) We’re in Holy Toledo. Yep. We flew here last Thursday. Got the little lady up at 5:30 a.m. and she didn’t SLEEP…
Taking a breather.
And… I’m going to take a few days off from the blog. (Nope, there’s no fishing involved. In fact, I don’t know that I’ve ever fished. Except at the “fish ponds” at festivals.) I’ll be back. Please check back soon.
Oh no. Tell me it isn’t so.
That, my friends. Is a bodysuit. Similar to the bodysuit I was wearing in my high school senior pictures. Except I was also wearing overalls and a matching blue pageboy hat. TOP that.
It’s my BFFs’s birthday
Dear Tam. I love ya. I hope today is WONDERFUL and easy and stress free and FILLED with hugs and kisses from your sweet babies. I smile when I think about how long we’ve been friends and how it all…
Some photos from Lila’s first birthday…
Enjoy dear friends. Thank you for your gracious and lovely birthday sentiments to Lila and even to Craig and I. (And Ferg!) You’re all so great… — — If you prefer to skip the slideshow and go directly to the…
June is an important month around here.
Happy birthday to the WORLD’S BEST DOG. Love you Ferginator.
Lila Lunes:
Happy Birthday, Sweet Baby
Sweet Lila, It seems that you haven’t just left dainty smudges all over every reflective surface in our house – you’ve also left them all over my heart. When I first met you, Lila – we clicked. After a somewhat…
Formspring Question: How did you meet C?
Through a mutual friend. I saw C’s picture, asked to meet him and then he instantaneously fell in love with me and my 1986 bi-colored Toyota Corolla. I, however, played semi-hard-to-get. Still, he wooed me — leaving all of his…
A fitting number
Dear C. Can you believe it? Can you believe it’s been THIRTEEN YEARS? A baker’s dozen years. Sweet. I could go on and on about how amazing I think you are. You know, all that integrity, kindness, thoughtfulness, resourcefulness… All…
Ferg Friday
As it turns out, Gil the Gorilla is not only a favorite of Lila’s… but he’s also a best friend of Ferg who tends to sleep on him after Lila’s gone to bed for the night. I love Ferg.
A little stroll down memory lane…
Thanks to VintageAdBrowser.com and C. for finding this. Go ahead. Waste some time. 🙂 I wanted this phone. We didn’t get a family cordless phone until I was a senior in high school. No kidding. We had a kitchen phone…
![When I was a kid, my Mom would sometimes go to the grocery store at night while my baby sister and I were "supposed" to be sleeping. Baby sister slept, I stood by the window and watched for her headlights to turn back into the driveway, my stomach a gnarled mess while I waited.
The entire time she was gone I would create ill-fated stories in my mind that would ultimately leave her injured, kidnapped, or left for dead... I think these stories got worse after my Dad died. "What if I lose my one parent?"
I would stand there and worry.
And she always came back.
In one piece.
Over time, after therapy when I was younger, I realized that worrying doesn't shape anything... worrying doesn't CHANGE the outcome... but, it's real.
Telling someone not to worry is about as effective as telling someone not to cry when they're in the midst of full-sobbing or it's like asking someone WHERE they lost the thing that they lost.
"I can't find my keys."
"Where did you lose them."
[silence]
"Um, if I knew where I lost them, then..."
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This time that we're living through right now is BIG and heavy and for the love of ALL THINGS HOLY it keeps on going.
I remember watching The Sound of Music when I was a kid and wondering when in the WORLD it would end. We're STUCK in the Sound of Music.
Schools opened, then closed.
Masks on, then off.
Life started, and stopped.
We've missed get-togethers and holidays.
Weddings and births.
We are as disconnected as ever.
Our worrying and concern and fear and anxiety is there... and it's real.
I see you.
I know this time is hard.
I'm not going to tell you to stop feeling the feelings, I just want you to know that I'm feeling them, too. (And therapy is helping.)
Get yourself a therapist.
Talk about all of this.
As I told one of my girls this week, “It’s ok not to be strong all the time.”
With love,
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