12 weeks old yesterday
I went outside to look at the little plants after the dishes were done, and noticed through the window that John was reading in our room. It was such a peaceful sight: his toes sticking up over the footboard, all in silhouette, with the curtain blowing in the breeze.
It was a peace-filled evening.
family of three, originally uploaded by Lizi Beth.
‘Twas a lovely day. I felt so loved and honored all day long.
Here’s a sweet tribute – of sorts – to motherhood that I heard on NPR: At My Place, Every Day Is Mother’s Day
I hope you all had a beautiful day celebrating your own mothers – or being celebrated!
There is nothing better on a rainy day than a cup of cinnamon-laced coffee and a crowing baby. Other than having the baby’s daddy here, too, of course. But he’ll be back soon, and then we can enjoy the rain, the coffee, and our precious little baby together.
She is a little sunshine today, happy and cooing after a 12-hour night(!).
We are spending our morning nursing, listening to the rain through the open porch door, listening: http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313867933 (to the one on worry – good words, brought by Curtis Jones), nursing, napping (that’s Emma’s part), sewing and tidying up.
Oh, and trying to stay away from the cookies: http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/ne-plus-ultra-cookies?lnc=ef2e802fb632c110VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&rsc=cookie+of+the+day_recipe_b They do go well with coffee.
I mentioned the other day that Emma has been rolling to her side, working on rolling all the way over. Here are a few pictures showing just how much she is enjoying practicing her new trick. Our little girl is such a joy.
She loves: baths, being held, movement, music, foot rubs, and being swaddled (such a girl!). Our little one is tipping the scales at 11 pounds 4 ounces, is (very occasionally) sleeping 6-7 hours at night, has graduated to size 2 diapers and has developed a distinctive “hungry” cry.
I know that it was there all winter, but really, everything seemed so dead. The yards, parks and roadsides were beginning to seem as if they were populated by skeleton trees and a remnant of brave but lonely evergreens.
And then one day last week, we went to the park. The Bradford Pear and tulip trees were blooming. The first of them all to bloom and leaf out. The rest of the trees and bushes almost seemed to be waiting for them to take the lead, for now there is a hazy green film everywhere. Just in time for Easter. How appropriate.
As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat,
summer and winter,
day and night
will never cease. -Gen 8:22
If those words have proven true, these will as well:
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am. -John 14:3