memorial day

Thursday, May 29, 2014

This weekend we hit 80s for the first time and wow, does it feel like summer. 'Twas wonderful. Three whole days of family time and sun-shiney afternoons and relaxing to our hearts content. We spent our weekend....

barbequing // taking naps // drinking iced coffees // reading lorelai books // taking pictures // laying in the grass // cuddling // eating an entire watermelon // thrifting // picnicing at our favorite park // driving around scoping out neighborhoods and houses we like // feeding lorelai her first foods.. sweet potatoes! // making crepes // going out for ice cream // babywearing // feeding guinness ice cream cones // watching bates motel // wearing sun hats // grilling pineapples // discovering lanes and places named lorelei //

This summer is going to be so amazing.

mamas & daughters

Sunday, May 11, 2014

I have many posts on my radar that I've been meaning to sit down and capture... Lorelai's baptism, my return to the workplace, Lorelai and Guinness' nurturing relationship, motherhood in general.. and yes some non-baby related things too. But time manages to escape me and I end up spending every second soaking up my baby girl and tiny family instead. Which is how it should be. But right now Lorelai is sound asleep, in only her diaper, on Brian's chest and Guinness is curled up at my feet and I want to document the wonderful weekend that we have had. Our first Mother's Day celebration.

And I couldn't possibly ask for anything more.

This was my first Mother's Day as a mother (to a human baby) and I couldn't have possibly imagined just how sweet it would be. This whole mama gig is amazing. I am grateful beyond measure that this little pea has made me her mama.

My heart aches though for all of the mothers who spent today longing for more. Mothers who have lost their littles, mothers still yearning for babies of their own, mothers waiting for adoptions and women who have lost their own mothers.

No matter how common, motherhood is a miracle. An absolute miracle.

"Motherhood: All love begins and ends there." - Robert Browning


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 19: I took this photo this morning, on Mother's Day. I will always remember how it felt waking up this morning, celebrating this day as a mother for the very first time. We went outside because we knew that rain was coming for us and wanted to soak up a bit of sunshine. She lights up when she sees dandelions and we managed to capture just a few shots before it headed straight for her mouth. Sweet girl of mine, you are everything.


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 18: I'm not quite sure what makes me love this photo as much as I do. But she looks like she's floating on purple flowers and her fair skin shines in the sunlight.


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 17: As a newborn, Lorelai would be quite cranky first thing in the morning... squirming, grunting and ready for food immediately. But now, she wakes up contently and takes in the room with her wide eyes before landing on mine and smiling so big I could cry. And sometimes I do.


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 16: Little pumpkin loves flying through the air.

lorelai : four months

Our perfect little lovey is four months old already. Four months! Our little Lorelai loves...

//being read to
//laying next to her big brother on the floor
//being tickled
//watching frozen
//and despicable me
//putting everything in her mouth
//especially mama's necklaces
//stroller rides
//talking talking talking
//is getting so good at going to daycare
//thinks that she is so funny in the mirror


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 15: Little babe used to look so small on her changing table....


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 14: Looking like a big girl because she loves using those chubby, little legs!


"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Week 13: I wish that I could see the world through her big eyes.

lorelai : three months

Being a mother is amazingperfectjoyous s u r r e a l everything, but it is also hectic and busy. Which is why I am just now posting Lorelai's 3 month post, even though she is turning 5 months this week (WHAT?!?)

At three months old, our big girl loves...

//her playmat
//dancing with daddy
//smiling all the time
//wears a size 1 diaper
//her cheeks get red when she's tired

She makes every day better than the last.

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