Words to Live and Write by

I am willing to fall Because I have learned how to rise.

I craft Love from heartbreak, Compassion from shame, Grace from disappointment, Courage from failure.

I am among the brave and brokenhearted, and I am rising strong.

(credit to Brene Brown)

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Make this reality!

THIS is, I'm pretty sure, the best article I've read since having Lana.
 Please, please read it. It's beautiful. Especially this:

"I dream of a world where a new mother can leave the house in the morning -- in ill-fitting maternity clothes because nothing else fits her large and slowly deflating belly, with greasy hair and puffy eyes from the hours/days/weeks she's been functioning without sleep, with a leaking shirt from her breasts that are constantly churning and adjusting to make just the right amount of milk for the tiny young babe who depends on her for every last thing -- a world where this woman can leave the house with her babies in tow (up and out in the world because her toddler's need for playtime trumped her need for a blow dry. Or a nap)
-- And this woman TURNS OUR HEADS (not out of pity "oh bless her heart") and TAKES OUR BREATH AWAY (not because we think she looks like the "before" picture of an ambush makeover) but because she is LITERALLY The Most Beautiful Thing We've Ever Seen.
She is a superhero
She is a goddess
She is a Mother

Drop-dead gorgeous not in spite of the things that make her so, but because of them.
This is the woman I want my daughter to see when she touches my belly. This is the woman I want to see when I look in the mirror. Not the ugly truth. But the beautiful reality."

Can we make this reality?

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/joy-gabriel/kate-middleton-and-the-mom-in-the-mirror_b_3672553.html

Friday, July 5, 2013

Note to Self: Don't shop in sandals


Made the mistake of going grocery shopping in wedge sandals; super cute and super painful--not that anyone was looking at my feet with my very distracting toddler. Lana refused to sit in the cart, twisting into weird contortions and repeating "no, no, no!" every time I tried to sit her in it. Instead, she insisted she be able to push the cart where she pleased or run free through the store, which is in chaos because it's being remodeled and we spent way too long to find only half the things on our list. (Mostly I bought several varieties of ice cream treats.) We lost a baby shoe somewhere along the way, but luckily it was returned before we had to backtrack through the whole store by some kind lady who got only a harried "thanks SO much" while I struggled to wrangle the debit card away from the toddler.
I'm thinking it might be time to start grocery shopping baby-free... Is that allowed?