I’ve been thinking about Haiti a lot lately. The outpouring on love far overwhelms those who would send judgment and cruel words towards the victims. Enough to say I pity those whose words carry such negativity and I send them love. I hope one day they too can open their hearts enough to allow compassion to reign. I am an optimist, I know that one day their eyes will open.
It warms my heart to see the explosion of generosity from people who already consider themselves to be on hard times. Tragedies like this tend to put so many aspects of our lives into perspective. Today I am beyond grateful to have ample food, clothes, shelter and more for my family.
Tonight I light a candle and send love to all who suffer. I hope that it’s light might join with the light of all prayers and bring comfort to those in pain. Peace on Earth.
As someone who once had a relatively empty fridge door, it has gotten pretty cluttered up since Damian was born. Damian’s latest art, our daily schedule, a developmental milestone chart, a nutrition chart and a tantrum coping checklist. Lists helps me tremendously, the tantrum one is new today because I know that I need to start being more consistent with the power struggle which has arisen recently between toddler and mom.
I’m the first to admit that, even though I love him to pieces, I am sometimes left wondering, Who are you and what have you done with my fun-loving little boy?! Then I breath deeply and repeat what must be a universal parental mantra “it is only a phase…” Though sometimes it is more of a question then mantra.
Damian loves wearing the bathrobe I made him for Yule in the morning. It has a yellow star embroidered on the front that he enjoys tracing with his finger. I am really proud of it despite the little flaws, Damian doesn’t seem to notice them anyways!
(Michelle and Mikcos gave me a beautiful yellow miniature rose for my birthday.)
I had a really lovely birthday on Saturday, that is, except for the 4 minutes Ivy’s emergency room visit ran into it. She is doing well by the way, she will be seeing a specialist on February 1st.
After sleeping in until 8:00 (which is a long time when you have young children) I was up. As I am a creature of habit, birthday or not, the morning was business as usual. Breakfast, general tidying and playing with children. In the afternoon my friends came over and we had a little birthday party. Andrea made her wonderful fruit dip and a big bowl of my favorite fruits for dipping (better than cake! I am a fruit bat.) It was a simple afternoon full of great conversation, and honestly after the ER night, relaxing with friends was just what I needed.
My mom called in the evening (she has impeccable timing, the phone rang about 5 minutes after everyone had left.) She sent me a little power sander for my birthday, which goes perfectly with the jigsaw she sent me for Christmas. Though we talk about once a week, there is something really lovely about hearing from family on your birthday.
Anyhow, I can hear Ivy and Damian stirring in the other room. Time for the morning routine. Have a lovely day!
