Camille, 14 months old, November 2014
It's 2:15pm.My daughter JUST went down for a nap, and thus, I ran toward the computer....
It's been two months since I've written. And in that time we've moved again... (just to the other side of our duplex, but still...) It was worth it- but it was still moving. During the Thanksgiving holiday my husband built us a computer desk (no big deal, right?!) so we can utilize the Mac Mini instead of simply the Macbook and when it comes to blogging- it's gotta be the mini...
So, here I am.
Perhaps in the coming days I will tell you about our second move, or our visit to New York City, or leading worship, or Thanksgiving, or joblessness, or how my child is running me ragged. But for how, here's what you're going to get: Me.
First of all, I'm diligently trying to observe and pause and read my Advent readings and reflections at some point each day. Ideally, that would be in the morning over HOT coffee while watching the cardinals and squirrels play in the leaves in our backyard. But I have a toddler. She wakes me up at 5:30am. I get zero alone time in the mornings. And I don't drink hot coffee. Last night I read after she went down for the night.
We put our Christmas tree up while Chris was off work. It looks wonderful in our big, bay window (which is one of the many reasons we opted to move to this side of the duplex!) Camille and I have been gathering acorns and tiny pine cones and these wonderfully curious burr oak acorns. I've painted some with silver glitter and put them in a big glass jar. Additionally, since I have SPACE now, I've sewn a few Christmas buntings as well. (Evidently I should be selling all this on ETSY. $18 for some acorns painted white and strewn together with simple twine?!) Another way we are enjoying the holidays is watching the Radio City Christmas Spectacular on Instant Netflix. Camille LOVES the dancing and the singing. We don't watch TV all that often, but this is my "go to" when I need to fold laundry or finish up dinner!!
If you thought I was crunchy before, I've taken it to an entirely new level this week, though not intentionally. On Sunday a friend gave me some kiefer grains and they are currently doing their thing in a jar with some organic, whole milk on my counter. I tried a batch over night and while it smelt wonderfully fermented, like sourdough bread, it didn't thicken at all. So, this is my second batch. I fear it will not do much better...
Additionally, the frozen organic chicken carcass that I purchased from a local farm which has moved THREE times with us in the past year, is finally thawing in the refrigerator. I will make bone broth this week. (I had intentions of doing that while pregnant... it never happened!) I also bought some elderberry syrup to give to my croupy baby girl who can't seem to shake this snotty, coughing cold she has had since Thanksgiving. It's just gotten worse. Sunday night she even ran a temperature, although that could be from the molars that a starting to poke through...
Seriously, Sunday she napped for 45 minutes. Monday she napped 45 minutes. And this morning she only went down from 9:45-10:00. While she may be transitioning to one nap a day instead of two, that one nap is going to need to be at least an hour and a half, if not two hours! She wears me out. Which is why I'm finally back at my pre-preganancy weight (14 months after giving birth). I never get to sit down. She is a demanding little girl. Right now, she wants my undivided attention. She has started throwing little fits (most recently this morning when I would not give her the manicure scissors.) And any time I complain about this, that or the other thing my mom says, "You did the same thing..." AHHHH! Karma's a bitch. She still nurses. She still wakes 2-3 times each night to nurse. She still loathes her car seat. She still cries when I leave her with her dad. Some days I don't know if I can handle more children.
She is very sweet though. She loves chatting with people everywhere we go, smiling and engaging them in conversation. She is very curious and happy- as long as mom is within sight. She can get on and off her rocking horse and loves to climb. She understands so much and nods her head "yes" or shakes it "no" when we ask a question. Just yesterday while making my bed I was singing "Three Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed..." And off she went. She came back moments later holding her sock monkey. I love it when she makes connections like that. Like when Santa Clause came on the Radio City Christmas show and she went to the bookshelf and got our gnome. (close, they look a lot alike!!)
I am really enjoying yoga (when I get to go). And I'm also giving thought to becoming Holy Yoga certified (again). I shelved the idea when after the last yoga weekend I went on I discovered I was pregnant- yet had no idea at the time...
Cheers.
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