Saturday, August 25, 2012

Back to Life

Back to life, back to reality - I have that 80's jam stuck in my head after watching Ian head-off to his new job at the Disney Resort during the wee hours of the morn today.  After a lengthy, corporate training period, he is dialed-in and bringing home the bacon for his family.  I'm trying my best to pull-off a new Etsy business from home while taking care of Liv which has proven to be difficult but, almost possible.  If you're in the market for some cute baby-shower gifts, visit Surfing Baby on etsy.com.  Liv is fully on the move now which incidentally, is a total game-changer.  Not only has she been doing the full-roll for weeks, she can, what I like to call, 'inch-worm' her way across the bed. The days of an immobile, sleeping baby lump are over.  This morning I woke up to her screaming, only to find her foot wedged in a crib bar, and poop smeared all over her sheets.  Awesome.  Seriously though, it really is awesome but, whoever said that raising a child isn't easy sure as hell wasn't lying!

That's pretty much it for now.  For some reason, this morning's poop incident inspired me to check in.

And of course, I wouldn't sign off without a couple of photos for my people....



Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Sunshine After the Rain

Well, where there's sunshine and rain, there is generally a rainbow and if Ian and I are rainbow chasers, ours always seems to end in Hawaii.  Our pot of gold ... which incidentally, has quite a lot to do with family.  Somewhere in the midst of this last jaunt to the mainland, we figured out that we are very, very tired.  As I'm sure all of you are having a hard time keeping up with where we are on the globe, we're having an even harder time keeping up with ourselves.  Sometime in mid-June, we broke.  Sometime in mid-June, we thought it would be an excellent idea to slam on the brakes.  And sometime in mid-June we realized, the best place to do this would be right back where we came from.  Hawaii.  So, after packing up, selling everything we owned, re-writing our lives one more time, and determining that this was our course, we take it all back.  We take back everything we said.  We've vowed to stay in Hawaii for at least a year and do what most people do.  Just stay still for a while.  And while I'd like to say that everything has been puppies and unicorns unfortunately, it hasn't.  Quoted from another blog I love called Momastery, the author writes, "We don't have to worry about being any good when we're at our worst, we just have to keep trying.  Because when people only show up at their best, it causes confusion and leads folks to believe that others are always strong, and sailing through life.  That's just not true.  We gotta show ourselves when we're all beat up and scarred too.  That's what people need to see, much more than our shiny selves."  So, while we're a little broken and battered, we're definitely on the mend and we're with family.  It turns out ... this is the most important thing in the world.  


My little pea pod!  Thanks Aunty Brooklyn

Tummy time on GG's blanket

Hiking with Mom and Dad


Ian calls this, "The Impending Apocalypse"

In the beach tent with Big Poppa