Since Marc and I were first married, a morning coffee has been one of our traditions. Whoever is up first puts on the kettle, and the quietness (pre-child) of the morning coffee while our eyelids unfolded, well, that was a sacred time.

Now morning coffee still happens but in a different way. Sips are slurped in between reading stories about Hippopotamuses (Hippopotami?) and Peter Rabbit and Hungry Caterpillars. They are in between great adventures of hanging laundry and blowing bubbles and making new number one singles on the piano.

I never knew mornings could be so busy.

I used to get up early, before work, and go for a run, or write in my journal while munching on toast. I know those days will return and mostly I do not mourn them. What I appreciate, is that the morning coffee ritual has continued, even if I drink mine mostly cold.

And reheat it several times…

What is your favourite morning ritual that you adhere to, no matter how crazy the mornings get?

Ramona the cat is our real cat who we got as a kitten, we lost for 3 months, and then we found and fattened up again. Now Ramona has been immortalized as a stuffed cat as well as a real kitty.

Stuffed Ramona was a gift from my dear friend who was married in Hawaii last month. We kinda forgot about her in a box in all the moving (Sorry Roz) but she was found again by accident and Ramona the stuffed kitty has rarely left Gabrielle’s side since then.

Now Ramona sleeps, eats, walks, ergos, and gets her diaper changed with Gabrielle. Ramona is quite good at the potty, perhaps better than even Gabrielle herself.

Because Ramona is such a voracious eater, and a good little kisser, her muzzle is getting quite dirty.

Anyone know how to wash a little Ramona cat? I’m thinking stuffed Ramona will be better at baths than Real Ramona, less scratchy. But Immortalized Ramona isn’t so good at self-bathing as the Real Ramona.

PS) Marc hates that there is stuffed Ramona and real Ramona, so he’s insisted on calling stuffed Ramona “Pedro.” Good luck renaming such a loved kitty!

 

I came downstairs yesterday morning after getting the wonderful treat of sleeping in, and Gabrielle greets me with “Happy Happy! Mommy!” And yes, I was. Not only because she said it. But it certainly didn’t hurt.

The garden is getting rototilled by my illustrious husband, my spinach is sprouting up a storm and babies are being born. This makes Mommy a very happy Mommy.

It is the season where we move outside. Suddenly our living space expands to the deck and the garden and picnics on the grass. Suddenly our inside house is utterly forgotten, abandoned and ignored. Especially the house cleaning end of things.

Oh well, I’m outside so much that I won’t notice, right?!

Today a randomly generated winner was selected and it was Holly!!

“Woo hoo, I’m the first person! Must be a sign I’m going to be the winner…
I like your most recent addition, the bumblebee and flower the best!”

I will be sending the gift away this coming week.

Thank you all who played and keep tuning in as I will be doing another giveaway soon.

I haven’t posted in a few days because I was realizing that all my posts are about the baby. Isn’t she cute? Isn’t she wonderful? Don’t you just love hearing every little thing and seeing photos of her a million times? You know, I sure do!

But there is more going on in my life than her. Really!

Um, but what else?

Well, I’ve been knitting, felting, visiting, walking, gardening a little, and we’re trying desperately to get our boat ready for a haul out as our sailing season returns in full swing.

We’re signing another 6 month lease on our land home as dirt dwellers and so I hung pictures on the wall.

Yes, it took me 6 months to hang pictures.

I just wasn’t sure if we would be staying. I didn’t know what other adventures were in store, but life seems to have settled a little. It probably accounts for the lack of blogging. What do you say when your life finds it’s normal rhythm and gets it’s groove on.

I have some beautiful doula clients due soon and I’m very excited for them. I made fantastic spinach soup and chocolatey chocolate cookies. And I find it amazing how clearly my daughter can say “cookie!”

My thoughts have been with a beautiful family we had the privilege of meeting in November when Gabrielle went into surgery. Their little baby Maya is struggling and her surgery has proved to be quite complicated. They are still in the hospital, in the ICU, now dealing with the sad situation of facing a heart transplant for their 5 month old. Every day, throughout the day, my thoughts turn to them. I hold Gabrielle tight. We go to the fridge, where baby Maya’s picture hangs, and we kiss her face and say a little prayer.

So we trundle through the days, as they pile up on each other, and we enjoy enjoy enjoy the deliciousness of Spring.

A Happy Day in May to you!

 

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