dear chace

dear sweet chace,

this mother's day marks mother's day as well as your 12th week of life. as i write this, you are snuggled up on my chest in your moby wrap. there is nothing better than feeling your breath on my neck and your heart beating with mine.

this past 4 weeks began as a roller coaster, but have turned into a rather uneventful ride. your stomach has been very sensitive which caused great crankiness on your part. after 3 formulas, we finally have one that you like and agrees with your tiny tummy. you have settled into a napping routine and continue to take long naps. i attribute this to two factors: one, you take after me, i love long naps and two, you are sleeping on your stomach, which you seem to prefer.

now that your tummy is better, you are all smiles and laughs. you like to look at yourself in the mirror and have recently discovered the ever fascinating game of peek-a-boo. you have discovered your hands and love to put them in your mouth. i am sure you are days away from discovering your thumb. your head and neck grow stronger by the day. in fact you seem to be changing daily and i look forward to seeing what you will discover next. i feel like i am getting better at motherhood and am settling into my new role and life. we are settling into a daily routine, the two of us and that feels good.

tomorrow we are off to santa fe for two weeks. your first of many plane rides. there are a lot of people who are anxious to meet you, but no one is more excited to see you than your pappous.

chace you continue to heal my heart. sometimes i stare at you in amazement, amazement that your father and i created someone so precious and perfect. i feel like being your mother is the best job i could ever have.

loving you always.

mom

musings on motherhood.

**motherhood is hard. damn harder. harder than anything i have ever done.

**i have learned that you can spend $$ 200 on a haircut and still have mom hair.

**i will spend $$ 200 on jeans to avoid having mom jeans.

**shockingly, being pooped, peed and spit up on doesn't bother me as much as i thought it would.

**the above acts only occur to me, never to ph.

** i now understand why my mother took a bath at night and why we had an early bedtime.

** oh, how i can not wait until the bean has an early bedtime.

** motherhood does not come with a handbook. could someone please work on that? it would be much easier if it did.

**sometimes you just need 10 minutes of quiet to make it through the day.

**eating becomes a function of survival, not pleasure. you eat when you can, in shifts and at strange times.

**i think that baby gear reproduces at night. my house is being taken over by gear.

**leaving the house without spit up on me is a major feat. i wonder what people think when they see dried baby formula on my boob.

**putting on make up can make one feel human, even if you don't make it out of the house, at least you will look put together if you have a random visitor.

**although, please don't stop by my house unannounced. i am liable to be very annoyed and rude.

**motherhood is something you grow into, you get better at each day.

**motherhood also has some really crappy moments, moments that can bring you to your knees.

**but i can not think of a bigger honor or privilege than being chace's mother, even if he poops on me.

** wishing you all a happy mother's day eve.

musings on motherhood.

37 year old inspiration

my mom brought me the quilt that she made me when i was a baby. apparently i spent alot of time on that blanket, as being outside was one place i did not scream. i was amazed at how well it held up, it is after all 37 years old. i had this idea the other night to take it apart and use the fabric to make a new, modern quilt for myself. i have not yet decided on the block pattern, but this recently purchased book should help me.

my mom started taking the quilt apart last night. but before she started that tedious project, we took some pictures of the bean hanging out on the quilt.

stay tuned to see how this project unfolds.

tuesday tidbits

** ph made my appointment to get my cooper tattoo. june 21st is the date.

** bean now officially has a 529 college savings plan.

** bean is much happier on his new formula as well as the addition of prune juice twice a day.

** this means that poop is not the hot topic that it used to be in our house.

** saturday and sunday night, bean slept from 10-5.

** yay bean!!

** i have appointment to have my haircut and hi-lighted today.

** as, you know this makes me very happy.

** mom is here this week and is going to help me fly to santa fe.

** it is so nice having an extra set of hands.

** i fear that i am going to be "that" person on the plane whose baby screams the entire flight.

** i ordered some liberty of london fabric yesterday.

** i have a new quilt design brewing in my brain.

** i cant wait to read this book.

** i am 3 pounds away from my pre-bean weight and 8 pounds from my pre-cooper weight.

creative wall

whenever i finish a big project i tend to hit a creative wall which sends me into a funk. i feel totally lost and don't know what to work on next, despite the fact that i have a list of design ideas and inspirations in my iphone. for some odd reason my hands become immobilized while my brain runs on full speed. it is a terrible predicament, terrible.

this happened to me yesterday. the bean was sound asleep and i felt like i needed to take advantage of the work time, so i grabbed some scraps and started creating. and the above placemats are the result of that endeavor. it is a great way to use your scraps.

what do you think?

i may make a few more and put them in the etsy shop.

happy birthday

happy birthday love!

here's to many more years of growing old together.

i cant imagine aging with anyone else.

love you lots!