I’ll write a little more on our adventures in Baby Led Solids soon, but I wanted to share a few of the pictures first… Seriously… Babies and food? Why is this so darn adorable?
So far we have enjoyed avocado, broccoli, zucchini, butternut, banana, carrots and watermelon. He LOVES them all. I’m thinking of roasting him up some sweet potatoes next!
Link up if you have pics of your tiny thang munching on food or purées!
A year ago, we were surprising our families with the news of our tiny belly bean at 5 weeks pregnant…
Now that bean is almost 5 months old and we are celebrating our first Mothers Day together.
It’s unbelievable, the love, the joy, unimaginable.
Happy Mothers Day to all you sweet Mama’s out there.
Mama and Papa think you’re neato.
Our home is not picture perfect or magazine worthy, but it is worthy of this tiny little family, of the dog that tick tick ticks across its wooden floors, of the baby who rolls and drools on it’s carpets, of the crumbs in the kitchen, remainders of snacks and meals, that hide themselves in hard to reach corners, of the piles of Papa’s shoes that make homes in the oddest places, wherever he kicks them off as he rushes to and fro, always in a hurry to get to school or work, and of the strands of long blonde hair that litter every available surface, mine, falling out constantly at 4.5 months postpartum. Yes, this new little home, it is worthy indeed.
Peanut, Milkman, Sam, Darling, Icky, Icky Buns, Ricky Bobby, Stinker, Mav baby, Mav boy, Sam Sam, Samich, Samwise Gambi, Sambone, Mama, Baby, The Baby, Bubba…
We adore you sweet angel heart child, thank you for making the past 4.5 months spectacular!
Quick glimpse (iPhone pics) into Mave boy’s new room!
The only things purchased new were the whale on the wall and the floor lamp, everything else was thrifted or gifted or found on the side of the road and fixed up (looking at you rocker!).
It’s wonderful to have a space to play and sprawl out in. I’m so happy with how it turned out.
Not pictured is his huge closet, which is bigger than the one in the master and his giant floor standing fan, which is a MUST around these parts purely for white noise during naps and nighttime.
Tonight, mid feed, my darling boy stopped nursing, I looked down to see the sweetest face, his eyes searching mine. I smiled, and one spread across his tiny face too, and then he cooed softly to me.
In that dimly lit room, amidst half unpacked boxes and utter chaos, my heart grew and tears spilled down my cheeks.
We spent a good five minutes gazing into each others eyes, him cooing with each “I love you” and “thank you” that I whispered quietly to him.
It will go down as one of those moments I will never forget.
My son, the boy who makes me better every day, the one who gave me the courage to birth him naturally, the one that can calm all of my storms, and knows just when I need his love.
We are getting settled into our new home this week, and I hope as the dust… And my anxiety (thanks boxes and nothing in it’s place!) settles, I’ll be back here more frequently.
For now I will try to hold myself together as I say; goodbye to the first home my son ever knew, to the bedroom he was born in, to the roses we said “goodnight” to every evening and hello to this new chapter, to the space we can now grow into.
4 and a half months!
Hair falling out (will it ever stop?!), baby growing like a cute little weed, house hunting, weddings, bachelorette weekends, Papa 5 weeks away from graduating with his Masters… We are being stretched to the limits, but it feels good, it feels like we are moving and changing and it’s exciting. See you soon!
Happy Easter from us three to you!
* Papa is behind the camera!*
This. I can’t stop staring at it.
A Papa and his boy.
In this past week this tiny boy has begun to babble and chat back and forth, he has also just started holding onto toys, and he constantly begs to be sat up and could stay that way for ages.
The speed at which he is learning and growing is blowing my mind, it’s left me scrambling to try and commit it all to memory and I’ve been keeping my camera extra close at all times.
In an effort to be completely “here”, I’ve deleted my Facebook account and I know I have been a bit quiet on my blog. It’s not that I have nothing to say, it’s just that I’m not sure of the words that are big enough to describe what I’m feeling, huge enough to convey the love that has overrun me.
Meeting your tiny baby and those first few months of newborn are wonderful, but for me, watching him grow and seeing his sweet little personality develop has been the best, the most heart filling, mind blowing, experience ever.
We are here, tucked away in this warm, cozy cocoon of new parenthood, growing and glowing, like all of the tiny buds and slivers of bright green leaves and shoots, we’ll emerge soon enough.
Found in the draft box of an old email account
“Hi ladies!!!!!!!!!!!! From beautiful sunny Corsica!!!
How the hell are u all???
Ok, so I woke up with the desperate need to email all my girls and let you all know how much I love and miss you all!!!!
Ladies. Tink has found Love. Hahahahahahaha… When a certain crew member joined us, with his friend Rachel, the last thing I expected was love. SOOOO… Rommy H arrives on the boat fresh out of America… He is kinda cute but straight from LA and a bit sleepy, so I pay no attention… Until we start talking the very next day and this boy is for some insane reason ridiculously funny, smart and really dorky. Ha! Just the way I like them… We became instant friends and before I knew it I knew all his secrets and he knew all mine… One night we get drunk and the dear boy grabs my hand as we pass out on the couch. Me being me acts like everything is normal the next day and nothing happens until Sicily when on night watch he reaches over and kisses me, missing my mouth and kinda hitting me mid chin. I knew then that this was something! Hahahaha… So kids, sorry about the details, basically we are together. He asked me out on a beach in Tunisia as the sun set and I couldn’t be happier. Like two teenagers. Hahahaha… Crazy thing is, he was supposed to go home last week, but changed his ticket and is now coming to London for 2 months to see what happens. Crazy and sudden yeah - But so amazing!!!! We are catching a train from Rome! So excited!
… Rommy teaches us drums and reads us stories (so far Of Mice and Men and Life of Pi as well as Animal Farm).
… I am really excited to get back to London! I miss my family so much and cant wait to see our new house… As well as introduce everyone to Rommy. Jeeg!!!! I cant wait to see u…
Next up on the agenda is a ski season in Europe for Nov/Dec/Jan… And then perhaps a visit to the States. Ahhh!!! Rachel, one of the amazing friends I have made here, has invited me to stay in San Diego with her for 3 months. Maybe if I can get a visa I will au pair. Late April I should be on my way to Africa! But more on that later….”
Little did I know that this boy would become my husband, and together we would make a beautiful little boy and a sweet little life in the USA.
God, you are so good, with your sneaky little twists and turns.
Monday’s need all the pretty they can get. Each Monday I’ll share a bit of the pretty or sweet in my life. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to link your own in the comments below!
This week’s PRETTY/SWEET is a little different, I have a teething little 3 month old and I’m a little muddled up this week.
So here goes, PRETTY/SWEET link love addition:
Prettiest little family
Pretty Mama to be
Sweetest lady farmer around - Also about to become a Mama!
Pretty little SJ
Hope you enjoy and find a few new blogs worth following.
As the temps rise up into the 80’s here in California, I am dreaming of this.
My darling heart,
You turn three months old today and I have an exact idea of where those three months have gone. Into your smile and high pitched squeals, into the chubby feet you have now discovered, into your skinny little neck that is now as sturdy as ever, into your fingers that wind themselves tightly into my hair, into each and every deep little dimple on your chubby hands, into your little legs that kick furiously with joy in the bath, into those beautiful blue eyes that study my face all the day long, into those cool, soft, pillowy cheeks that I can’t help but cover with kisses and dream of devouring daily. Every perfect ounce of you has soaked up all of the time in the past three months and it shows. You grow more and more magical and more and more “you” each day.
I peak over your crib in the mornings, as you giggle and coo to yourself and I hold my breath in anticipation of who I will meet that day. I fall for you every morning my love. Hard.
And while I am so extremely proud and excited to watch you grow, my mind spins with a mental checklist of newborn-you things to remember as they slowly fade away; the way your bottom lip quivers and a high pitched hmmm, escapes you before you cry, the way you fit so perfectly into just one arm, your tightly shut little eyes and fists, the coo-ing you would do in your sleep, it literally drove people mad with love. All of it was just so wonderful.
How was I ever without you sweet son of mine? Whatever did I used to do? You are ours and we are solely and completely yours, then, now and forever.