life rearranged

It’s InstaFriday!

I’m having so much fun with Instagram that I haven’t picked up my big camera in weeks!  I’ll have to rectify that situation during this coming week!

I love clouds at sunset.  They make for really pretty skies!

This boy…painting a treasure box he bought the night before. It came with a pack of decorative stickers.  Of course, he chose the snake for the top of the box.  Of course, he reallyreallyreally delighted in showing it to me.

I love pictures of napping babies.

She was napping on my bed while I put laundry away.  Gabe would never have done that.  As long as I can get her to stay asleep long enough for me to get up I can putter around a bit and she’ll continue sleeping.  For a little while.   She’s sleeping now while I write this blog post.  We’ll see how long that lasts!

We caught up with some of my family over dinner (and playing) Saturday evening.

Our car started this really strange grinding noise last week.  Tahd pulled the brakes and found the left rear brake pad complete worn away. 100% gone.  Kinda freaky.  We’re getting new brakes! 😉

She really loves kisses!

I really love her!

I also have to mention I know there aren’t a lot of pictures of Gabe.  This is not because I love him less.  This is because he generally runs away.  Boo.

Gabe bought this onesie with my mom when I was pregnant with Mara.  This is the onesie he got all excited to return when we lost her.  I’m glad they didn’t take it back. 🙂

She LOVES her taggie blanket!  A dear friend made it for her and she has developed such a love for chewing on everything in reach that it has quickly become a favorite!

I looked out my bedroom window last weekend and was struck by how sweet my husband is.  He does all our laundry and loves to hang it out on our makeshift line to dry.  Do you know how nice it is to have a laundry-doing husband?  It’s nice – very, very nice!

Gabe got in a little trouble – can’t remember exactly what happened.  He had to spend some solo time sitting on the steps and when that was over I told him he had to write a little story about a boy who learned how to obey.  The top two papers are his first effort.  The bottom picture – the winning one – was his second effort.

Who loves UNO?  Gabe does!

I’ve been stuck in a bit of a cranky funk lately.  Trying to get out of it.

What did I ever do without a smart phone?  Here I’m using it as a mirror to check on Isla behind me. She was sleeping but started to stir and I wanted to know if she was awake or was going to resettle.

She woke up.  Nap over.

We went to McDonalds to celebrate Gabe’s last day of school!  He wanted to sit in the tall chairs but there was no room for the car seat so we sat behind him.

Tuesday was recall election day in Wisconsin.  There were recall efforts against our governor, lieutenant governor, and our state representative.  My pick for governor lost, but my pick for state rep won – pretty much what I expected!

Another sleeping baby!  I’m in love with this outfit.  The romper is from Gap and I got it on crazy clearance.

I love the shoes, too.  I love them so much I went back and bought a pair in the next bigger size!  Love how she so daintily crossed her feet while she slept.

Gabe builds the most amazing creations. I should have videoed this one.  It had all these cool moving parts.

We also went to a book signing for one of my favorite bloggers.

In the middle of it Isla had a blowout.  Sister has uncanny timing!

First morning of summer vacation!  Everyone slept in and then we hung out in bed while we read.  Perfection!

Out for a run (mostly a walk – but a little running).  I purposefully didn’t clean the Color Run powder off my shoes. It makes running more fun!

So in love with her!

A little library fun yesterday.  Gabe and I both got books we’ve been wanting to read.  We’ve decided to make this a weekly summer adventure.

He cracked his books the minute we hit the car!

This is SO my child – always moving, always talking!  Here he’s explaining the features of a creation he built out of Crazy Fort sticks.

He wanted to show me a YouTube video. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and snuck a picture. Love him!



life rearranged

I decided to play along with InstaFriday this week.  You can follow me on instagram at slightlycosmo.

Love this baby! She decided my necklace was the perfect chew toy.

We took our trip to the beach on Sunday.

I’m glad we did because it went from 90 degrees here last week to 50 today, I think.  I turned the heat back on in the house!

Hopefully it’ll be beach weather again soon!

There’s something magical about the bedtime hour. Although in the interest of full disclosure I have to mention that Isla woke up about 3 minutes after I took this picture.

Tahd tucking Gabe in.  He helped me pick the photo and filter.

Tahd’s growing his beard again.  Isla kind of sacked out here, all floppy and exhausted.

Gabe’s class has been working on learning about “fancy” words – instead of “cold” say “freezing.”  Instead of “nice” say “fantastic.”  In honor of their fancy words they had a Fancy Nancy Tea Party and I made some fancy cupcakes for them.  I thought they were fun!  And super tasty!  I used a new cake mix – Duff white cake from Michaels.  It was really tasty and super easy!  I’ll definitely buy that mix again.  I like to make cakes from scratch, but it’s a little putzy and I wanted quick and easy – without the box cake taste.  This mix fit the bill really well!

Something about this face made me giggle!

On our way to the Fancy Tea Party. Gabe wore his suit, which he prefers to call his “President costume.”

I could take a million pictures of a sleeping baby!

On the other hand, this was my non-sleeping baby at 10:30 at night.

Girl time!

Trying out her giraffe.  She has entered a very “mouthy” phase lately so I thought I’d get it out.  It was enjoyed!

My excitement for the week – a Skype chat with Kelle Hampton!

Book and baby… ready to go!  It was a nice chat!  We talked about miscarriage and friendships and faith and positivity.

And so excited – it’s fruit season!  These were our first cherries of the year.  Hoping the strawberries in our garden will be ready next week!

As Close to the Sea

It’s as close to the sea as we can easily get, and this weekend we began our summer treks there.  I’m hoping we might even get to make a bigger trek to the real sea this summer!

The water was cold, but that didn’t seem to matter to Gabe one bit!

It was Isla’s first time there. She was neither distressed nor thrilled.

She’ll learn! 😉

It was uncharacteristically hot here this weekend, and this was Isla’s makeshift (aka redneck) sun shelter – a chair turned on its side covered by a blanket.  We really need to come up with something more official if we’re going to do this more often!

Tahd’s sister was with us on Sunday and joined in.

Pretty sure I could have reached out and touched the Coast Guard helicopter when it went by!

Loving sandy baby toes!

Tahd was such a good sport.  After dousing Gabe several times he pretended not to notice Gabe sneaking up on him with buckets and buckets of water.  He’s a good dad!

I already can’t wait to go back – this time with some sort of pop-up tent, I think!

Remembering on Memorial Day!

Happy Summer!

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.

~ e.e. cummings

I Love…

I love

…hot cocoa, the cheap stuff from Nestle.  It’s what they stocked in the hospital kitchenette and it makes me remember when Isla was born.

…the warm sun.  It’s supposed to be 88 here on Sunday. I think I want to visit the beach!

…my sneakers.  They’re still covered in an explosion of color from The Color Run.

…house tweaks.  I painted the dining room white, picked up some sale fabric for new curtains, and moved the dining room curtains to the living room. It feels fresh!

…Burt’s Bees Calming Baby Lotion. It’s scent is a bit of an acquired joy, but I think it’s really yummy.  I use it on me and on Isla and I like that we smell the same.

…the pink stripe across the bottom of my computer screen.  I only love it because it’s pink. I’m not so fond of the fact that it’s only present because apparently we have a cracked LCD.  But I’m trying to look at the bright side.  It’s a very pretty shade of pink.

…three day weekends.  Self-explanatory.

Time and My Mother Doesn’t Swear and I Have an Eye Phone

What little anxiety I’ve been experiencing lately (yay!) has been entirely wrapped up in time – as in I have none and therefore feel anxiety. I remember Isla being a few weeks old and thinking how non-tired and non-busy I was and marveling over how this wasn’t as tricky as I thought it was going to be.

I think that might be where The Universe laughs at me. ;). But oh, yes! I sure did exhale a small sigh of relief two weeks into this parenting-two-kids thing and think the most difficult time was behind us.

We’ll blame the hormones, okay? They’re big. They can take it.

First off, I had forgotten that sleep depravation is cumulative. So although Isla slept well and I hardly lost any sleep (praise the good Lord!) losing hardly any sleep every night in a row for 4 months adds up to the equivalent of losing sixty hundred hours all in one night, and at some point you crash. Which I did. This weekend. With mastitis.

Glorious mastitis.

I speak of her fondly, yes, because without her I never would have permitted myself to sleep 15 hours in a row, interrupted only by feedings and several drenching fever sweats. But it was a lot of sleep, and it was delicious even though it was also completely necessary since I was literally incapable of anything else. I wrongly thought that mastitis was a breast infection. No, it’s more like the torturing of every joint, lymph node, edge, and crease by invisible but HIGHLY VINDICTIVE angry fabled witches who use you as their little voodoo doll with at least a thousand needles.

But I survived. Huzzah. And I think it’s mostly over, which is a beautiful thing.

Back to the whole “time” thing.

Next to Lack of Sleep is the issue of Baby Schedules, which are also closely relate back to that issue of sleep since MY BABY DOESN’T LIKE TO MISS ANYTHING. I’d complain about this except I have very distinct memories of being 4 and army-crawling up the polyester ish red carpet to spy on my parents and their company because they’d had the SHEER AUDACITY to put me to bed during their party and I couldn’t believe they didn’t find my presence completely indispensable to the success of their evening.

Everybody, check the comments because I’m pretty sure there’s a good chance my mother’s going to be doing one of those fancy motherly “payback’s-a-b!#€#” giggles except she’d never swear and she never says, “I told you so.” She probably should in this case, though.

So Isla doesn’t want to sleep, but being The Mother I know better that she does, in fact, NEED sleep. So I force it on her by – get this – sleeping with her. Apparently and under the new and expanded terms of the Mommy Wars, I am “Mother Enough” to cosleep eighty hundred hours a day.

Do the math on that. I lose sixty hundred hours of sleep every night and cosleep eighty hundred hours all day long. So why am I still do tired? No clue, but I just know that somewhere in the midst of the exhausting twenty hundred hours of sleep credit I earn every day I lose a lot of time and can’t get anything done.

Hold that. It’s 1:34 and isla’s waking up again. Third time tonight. Everybody hold your breath. Maybe she won’t hear the silent tap of me hiding under my covers and tapping under my IPhone (which I just totally tried to spell “eye phone”).

Twenty minutes later…

I haven’t mastered this whole “juggling my time” thing. I can squeeze in the little tasks of unloading the dishwasher and grabbing some groceries and clearing off the counters, but to do things that generally require a more devoted amount of attention? Well, I can’t seem to find enough time to do that – to apply myself to one particular project or thought for any consolidated amount of time.

What bugs me is the things that require this type of attention from me – the things that require me to think and plan and be creative and stay engaged – are the things that are most important to me. But I haven’t done them in a while now because I haven’t been able to figure out how to be a really good juggler of my time yet.

We have to talk about this – learning me some better time management skills.

Okay – I’ve juggled my way out of energy tonight and it’s 2:04 and Isla just squeaked again reminding me that I have approximately 90 minutes before I hear from her again and 90 minutes is a lot of obstructive minutes so I’m just going to stop writing and sleep.

Good night.

(and just one more thing – I typed this whole thing on my eye phone in the middle of the night so it probably has a whole bunch of awesomely embarrassing auto-correct fails and I’m not proofing them til morning. Or never. Depends on how well I juggle my time tomorrow… 😉

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