Mother's Day, year 2

Motherhood is a place for those authorized to be forced to dig deep, deep within themselves and reemerge with honesty.

scene from a friday gone by (last friday)

Each moment is gone as we experience.

Last Friday I made some soup. Here are some shots of the scene as it was.

Bela fleck

Great time at the Buffalo Philharmonic Orchestra tonight. Musical experiences expand my heart and mind-and good architecture doesn't hurt the experience.

sick guy

Our little guy is sick today. Fever and stuff. He's so snugly. He was so mellow today and let me take his picture.

All the things people say about parenting are true: they grow so fast..I can't imagine life without them...why didn't we do this sooner...it's a sacrifice, but worth it...it's exhausting, but fulfilling.

I've often thought that, in life, giving out information out of season is wasteful. Once the experience is understood, these simple phrases are the best attempt at wanting to be human--to share, impart knowledge, and make your experience useful.

I read somewhere  recently of new years resolution of famous people and Jonathan Swift wrote, in not so many words, to not give advice or opinion unless asked. How difficult it is to hold your tongue, but so beneficial  If you truly want people to seek your advice and opinions, don't so freely offer it: it's rude. It want to try to be more tongue-tied but sure-minded. It's easy to want to be an expert on anything related to parenting once you've gone through it. 

Some of the best things I've learned involve the cycle of: 1) not knowing, 2) gathering information/processing 3) making my choice/doing something a certain way, and 4) finally, realizing that another choice, while not the one I would choose, is seriously perfectly ok for someone else and their someone-else-kid. This means that the results may vary--but are often immeasurable  What's most important for me to state is (and that's the great responsibility wherein lies all the fun and worrying of parenting) this is my choice for my baby.

But I must remember that my view is only one.

Getting away

It's good to get away from home. Perspective warms the heart and makes normal seem glorious.

I never knew

I never knew that dressing a little boy could be so fun.

The truth about motherhood

The truth about being a mom-a stay at homer with one baby-is that it is a lot of things (like anything). It's a lot of work, boredom, and worry along with fun, joy, and relaxation. Always planning ahead and then being ready to shift plans on the fly. Example: forty minutes ago I found my self with an inconsolable 9 month old. Now, I soak in a tub while eating ice cream and cake and using my iPhone.

(Image: soups I made today for myself and baby)

Quite nice

Nice is like:

: Quite on a tw square
: Fresh, flannel sheets in November
: Boiled beet water
: Muscles after insanity
: Cold milk at the bowl's end
: A shoulder-snuggled, sleep-laden baby
: Drawing with an almost-five year old on a sun bathed deck at 2 in the afternoon

My little sweet boy

My new sofa

Wowa wows pink pink

New socks

WNYBAC is cool

Book fest

simple simple life

Full of berries and barf,
Wire basket finds and sweat-laden workouts.
Instagram #hashtags and cold coffee mornings.
A stack of books on hardwood floors
With a future unknown and a past inspired