Monday, September 29, 2014

we could stay gold



Ahhhh FALL. We appear to be having a real fall this year, just in case anyone wondered how I was doing with my dry-September-ennui. Well, I'm doing pretty darn wonderfully. Our weather has cooled and we've had a couple rains, which also helped put out the massive raging King Fire that burned almost 100,000 acres of our gorgeous wild forest land just northeast of here.

Right in time for the equinox I took my first trip to Apple Hill of the season. Both girls fell asleep in the car, and my dad waited with them while I bought a caramel apple and a bag of various types of apples. Then he took a turn and came back with kettle corn and apple doughnuts. By then Polly had awoken so we hung out in the orchard letting her enjoy the afternoon and the one-on-one attention.








She points and waves all the time now. She gets so excited to see new things and point at them. Papa just gets a huge kick out of everything my babes do!


It was still in the 80s that day so I wore this outfit. The boots came off and an apron went on when I baked an apple pie later. My mom told me with my plaid shirt and high waisted shorts I looked like a 50's housewife, which I enjoyed. 


Apple pie makings.




Tootie woke up from her nap eager to help. Turns out she likes pie dough as much as her mama and aunt Addie, and kept sneaking another "tiny yil' piece." 



The first day of fall was also the night of our biweekly movie night. Sylvan starts us all out with stretch at 6:15. He plays loud music and everybody gets pretty into it.




Scott and Penelope bring popcorn and beer, I bring salad and some sort of dessert. Lucy calls it alternatively a "pajama party"  (even though so far Penelope is the only one who remembers to wear her jammies)  or a "Popcorn party." 


Rebecca is in school Tuesday nights so Zack and Sylvan are on their own. So far Zack has created some pretty impressive pizzas.



This week our movie was Wallace and Grommit: The Case of the Were-Rabbit. A lot of times the adults end up in the other room chatting but this time everybody was pretty glued.


It seems each season is better than the last and I have a feeling this is going to be the best fall ever. It's starting with the perfect feeling. A glass of red wine and the new Leonard Cohen, the sweetest sweetest ache in my heart. Guess what September? I think I love you.



(september's SECOND rain!)


Monday, September 22, 2014

nighttime

Nighttime is sweet.

Darin gets Lucy to bed; I take Polly. They usually have a bath together first, around 8 pm,
then Lucy wants about a million books but Polly just wants to nurse and have peace and quiet, so we go into separate rooms. I bring Polly back into our bedroom a little later and she sleeps in our bed.

Both wake up for snuggles several times a night. Lucy sleeps in her own bed, next to ours. Darin ends up spending much of his sleeptime there. 

I like to have them close at night; I like the smell of them and the feel of their breath. My mom asked me if I miss sleeping and cuddling next to just Darin. I said not really because we both know this won't be a very long period of time in our lives. We have a lot of years to snuggle just each other, and we'll be missing these babes.



Nighttime is good for me. I like to get things cleaned up and organized. I come up with ideas; I write in my journal, list things I want to do this week. I might make a page in Polly's babybook. I post items in my etsy shop, I might even write a quick blog. Once in a while Darin and I watch a movie together, this is when I am most certainly guilty of having a large bowl of ice cream, preferably with coconut sprinkles and chocolate syrup. I love to have the dishwasher running, floors swept, laundry folded and put away, little dolls dressed with their bonnets on waiting for Lucy to find them in the morning, puzzles put back together and books neatly stacked. 

Of the whole day, I feel prettiest late at night when I take out my contacts, put on my glasses, take down my hair, change into pajamas. I almost always sleep in a nightgown. This white cotton one has buttons so it is easy to nurse in and has been my favorite this summer.


Every night I go to bed around midnight or one. We still have the windows all open, and most of the time the fans are on too. I braid my hair, brush my teeth, and get a big glass of water. I make sure there's chapstick near the bed. (Probably in the pocket of the cosleeper bassinet that has become a storage rack.) I nurse Polly one last time and check Instagram or the ole fb on my ipod while Darin reads. I then read a little bit before I turn out the light on my side of the bed.  I sleep well, interspersed with brief wakings with my nursling. In the summer the cats don't really sleep with us, but usually Billy comes looking for a snuggle in the wee hours at some point. Often there's a windowsill leap; Darin gets scratched in the descent and wakes with a start and a curse. I look forward to winter when he'll crawl under the covers and purr, or at least sleep on my legs. 

I like the mystery of the nighttimes inside each family's home. What is your nightly ritual? What do you have to do before bedtime? What do you wear to bed? Where do you sleep, and what's your family's sleeping arrangement? If you don't mind shedding light on your sweet mysteries.

And now I bid you sweet dreams and good night my friends.


Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Sometimes

Sometimes I am grumpy and impatient.

Sometimes I eat ice cream every single night.

Sometimes the house is a total disaster.

Sometimes my babies have colds, luckily not very often.

Sometimes I am wayyyy sleep deprived.

Sometimes Darin doesn't get a day off.

And yet sometimes we run completely out of money.

Sometimes I hate my hair and get a very serious urge to shave my head.

Sometimes wildfires burn thousands of acres because it's so hot and dry.

Sometimes naptime doesn't work and everyone is cranky.

But....

Sometimes I know I am a good mom.

Sometimes I feel pretty.

Sometimes I get everything done I need to do.

Sometimes we have a fun, adventurous day together and the babies get to go to a splash pad for their first time, and also ride a merry-go-round (merry go wheel).















And always, always, even in the hard moments, I am so grateful for this little family of mine.



Monday, September 8, 2014

Nostalgia

I already have a bit of nostalgia for this summer passing. The summer I had two little babies. 


The night before the kids went back to school:



 I considered taking down my pool this week. Then I saw that it's going to be in the nineties for the remainder of the ten day forecast. So up it stays.



 

A little river wander. We took some photos for my dear friend Becky's new endeavor, beautiful handmade changing pads. Her company is called Fawn and Cub. If you have IG you should follow her there: thefawnandcub, for sweet pictures of baby and child and nature and adventure.








And then up to the lake to join friends for the summer's last camping/swimming trip.






Things change so fast. Too fast! I love the passing seasons, but everything is more poignant with a baby.