Brotherhood...

When I found that I was having another boy.. 

I wasn't sure how I was feeling.. 

was I disappointed at not having a girl.. 

no pink dresses for me.. 

more mud and dirt and bugs.. 

but maybe I kinda like that... 

but I do know now that I am not disappointed.. 

far from it.. 

for I have entered a magical world of the brotherhood.. 

it is emerging slowly.. 

with jealous inclinations.. 

establishments of what is "mine"

but we are reaching moments... 

moments of absolute bliss

where two brothers lay side by side in a bed.. 

and look into each other's eyes with something I had never seen before.. 

we have entered into brotherhood.. 

I look forward to these growing moments.. 

even the growing pains 

that are to come.. 

 for now.. 

we are a house where brothers are made.

At a Loss...

Five months yesterday... 

and my hair is still falling out.. 

not in the shocking handfuls as before.. 

but still.. 

drain clogging..

floor covering..

madness..

I feel robbed...

I move my hair different directions...

to cover.. 

to hid.. 

the light skin showing through..

I want to reclaim my body.. 

in small manageable ways.. 

if only I could keep my hair on my head.. 

from falling so carelessly...

marking my path like bread crumbs.. 

haunting me so...

Even still every strand I wouldn't trade...
every moment I wouldn't return..

Things I love... Baby Wash..

Although I do love me some regular Johnson and Johnson.. 

I was looking for something a bit different..
organic maybe..
delicious smelling, a must..
and when looking for a new shaving set
for my hubby for Valentine's...
I found this baby wash
from Flying bird botanicals..

(picture from flyingbirdbotanicals)

I love it..
it smells super yummy..
is so silky and soft..
and leaves my baby's skin so luscious..
almost edible..

I definitely plan on buying more..
and maybe even trying the baby oil..
(perhaps some rosewater toner for me!)

Monday....

It's a whirlwind of chaos... 

The walls of the house are closing in on us.. 

and it's making us crazy...

frustrated.. 

angry voices at each other.. 

how did the house get so small so fast.. 

why are there toys everywhere... 

In my anger and frustration.. 

I always think.. 

if this was it .. 

this moment was the end.. 

would I regret how I was acting... 

the words I was saying.. 

usually, if I think this the answer is 'yes'... 

but..

Isn't it okay to be angry for a moment.. 

and frustrated for a second..

I always feel so guilty.. 

but really.. 

we have been potty training for months.. 

and we are still potty training.. 

and you have one more hour till you need that bottle

so why are you screaming...

and I'm tripping on toys on my way to make the bottle... 

and you are running on the couch in your shoes.. 

because we were supposed to go on a walk now.. 

but we just need a few more minutes.. 

and I just changed

but my shirt got all wet..

it's just a walk.. 

it will dry on the walk..

Breathe.

and finally we are out of the house.. 

and the walls are gone.. 

and we are moving forward in one direction.. 

instead of spinning in circles.. 

or running on couches...

and the air is so fresh.. 

and we can start over.. 

Even mom's have cases' of the Monday's... 

sometimes.. 

on more days than just Mondays...

good luck out there... 

WeekNight Dinners..... Vegetarian Style

So every weekend I make my list.. 

I start on Fridays and finish on Saturday.. 

I plan a whole week in meals.. 

allowing for at least a night of take out.. 

Lately I have been trying to incorporate more 

vegetarian meals into our weekly meals.. 

and this one from Real Simple

has become a favorite.. 

we make it every few weeks.. 

(without the raisins though.. yuck!)

Plus it's not too hard or takes too long.. 

especially if you use quick cooking brown rice.. 

or even the frozen stuff from Trader Joes.. 

which is actually quite good.

Chickpeas with Chard and Pan-Roasted Tomatoes

(Picture by Romulo Yanes from Real Simple)

What are your favorite weeknight meals?

Dancing in the hail...

This week was full of many things...

wonder, magic, slight insanity..

but best of all.. 

it was filled with magic moments.

On our way to M-'s nap...

we heard it start to rain... 

when all of a sudden the soft lull of the rain

turning into the loud crashing of hail...

I wondered...

has he ever ever seen hail.. 

so we stopped everything... 

and ran to the door... 

I opened it so M- could see what was happening.. 

and then he bolted.. 

ran right out and started dancing in the hail..

the little pellets of ice hitting his skin..

and he just laughed and laughed..

I will remember this forever.. 

laughing in the hail...

without shoes.. 

in shorts.. 

it was something fairytales 

are made of.. 

but it is our story.. 

and it is a great one.