Can it be like this every day?
May you be blessed aplenty.
W & Aunt Andrea
At the end of the first year, our babies have reached beyond the nest of our arms. They're mobile, discovering and learning on their own. Babyhood drifts into the toddler years in the blink of time's eye. With their burgeoning independence, we're asking new questions, and wondering if we ever really needed all of those receiving blankets stacked in the hall closet. I carried my daughter in a front pack for months, running errands and cooking dinner with her head against my heart, but the vividness of that time has already begun to fade. The first year of motherhood dilutes like watercolor; the soft essence of experience hovers in memory. Sleeplessness probably blurs some of our recollections, challenges, and triumphs.
But that's ok.
We've made it through.
Excerpt from The Mother's Book of Well-Being, by Lisa Groen Braner
But that's ok.
We've made it through.
Excerpt from The Mother's Book of Well-Being, by Lisa Groen Braner
5 comments:
Beautiful... so sad we didn't make it. We'll need to get together sometime so we can give Wilder his gift. Diego is better now, so whenever you have an opening.
Love you!
looks like an amazing party surrounded by LOVE!!! The cake is AWESOME! Congrats on your 1st year of parenthood...and Happy Birthday Wilder! <3
Wilder's party was perfect. We had such a wonderful time! And you are an amazing hostess! Thank you!!
Looks like you have been having a wonderful few weeks of celebrating wildmans birthday. He really is surrounded by loads of love.
Now tell me where there three sets of twins at your party? I spy with my little eye... or am I seeing things?
Oh and one last thing... LOVE the pic of the serious men MANing the BBQ! Classic.
Weza,
No, no twins on hand..so cute you thought that, though.
Just Wilder and his two friends, Grey and Ori, who are close to his age.
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