Monday, August 30, 2010

Shoes and Such

Your dad is a skateboarder. I used to skateboard too. I hope you will at least try it. Until then, we got you some shoes to play the part.





And some silly faces too.


Sunday, August 29, 2010

A new favorite picture

You got this beanie when you were a month old. It is still too big but so you. So we took advantage of the cooler weather for beanie wearing. You look so.... grown up somehow.




Thursday, August 26, 2010

I have been meaning to post this...

I got this fake wood floor for photo fun and we had ourselves a little session! (I admit it is a couple weeks old!)





Tuesday, August 24, 2010

So, turns out you like to eat grass. A lot.

You are getting really good at pulling it up and putting it right in your mouth...yum!





And perhaps the last flower of summer.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Mama Slippers

I never spent much time around babies before you were born. I had changed exactly one diaper. It was a funny story actually. I had a business associate from when I owned my own company straight out of college. He was new the area and did not have many friends or family.

His wife went into labor and ended up having a c-section. She was having a hard time helping him with the care of their infant son. So he called me. And I came right over. The baby was so small, so fresh. It reminded me of a kitten, mewing around with barely open eyes. Dad was terrified and Mom was sleeping. So I just scooped that baby up (maybe the 3rd baby I had held in my entire life) and we danced around the recovery room. And I changed his little diaper, holding his tiny feet up in the air and snapped his onesie back into place. I hung around for a couple hours and then headed out.

When I became your mama, I remember the nurse came in and took you from your bassinet and undressed you. She placed you on my bare chest and covered us with a warm blanket. Of all the happiness I have ever felt, that is by far the best memory of my life. Your little whispering breaths, content in the rhythm of my rise and fall.

In the early weeks, when your squeaky cries would wake me before the sun and I would pull you to my breast and watch the sun rise outside the window. The day slowly, slowly pushing the sun up with bursts of pink and purple through the trees. I remember trying to focus really hard on all the details. Trying to box it up and store in some safe place in my mind so that if I could remember nothing else in my life, I would remember those mornings.

When you were three months old, a laugh came bubbling up from your belly and surprised us both. I cried because it rung like the most beautiful bells. And I looked into your gray eyes and asked you to please do it one more time for the camera- but you kept it just for us.

And today, when I headed out to the orchard to take photos of you in your ballerina tutu , I watched you through the view finder. Like slow motion. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I kept waiting for the perfect moment to capture but it was all so perfect. I cannot fathom for one second how I created you.

That is the thing about being a mama. I have always had it hiding inside of me. When I met that little baby so long ago and danced with him while his new parents napped, I had mama slippers on. They were snug on my feet, a perfect fit. But when Dad came and took his son, I left my slippers at the door. Now with you, I will always wear my mama slippers, and I will never take them off. But they are the best, most beautiful slippers any woman could be lucky enough to wear.



Sunday, August 15, 2010

Photo Drop

Hmmm...
Life is good. I love you more than I have ever loved another thing. I really need to drop some photos of you. So here there are!










Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Avocados, yum!


Tonight I let you play with an avocado half. You were so funny with it.
































































You got too messy, no more shirt for you!


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Polka Dot Photo Session

I think you are finally going to cut a tooth. You have been pulling your ear, fussing, whining and trying to eat anything and everything. Still in a good enough mood for some photos!







Monday, August 2, 2010

Summer Sun and Flowers

Not much to write about. Life has been same old, not that we don't love it. You are a little whiney but we are all getting through :)