My everything.

My everything.

Sometimes,” said Pooh, “the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.

—I saw this on Joanna Goddard’s blog.  SO true!

     On actual Mother’s Day weekend I spent time with the hubs and baby girl, but last weekend was designated to celebrating with the three most influential women in my life. My mother, my Mother-In-Law and my Daughter.
 
 
 
 
 
 
     We spent the day in Madison, walking the farmer’s market eating one too many donuts, chasing Claira on the capitol lawn and eating lunch outside while sharing stories and enjoying each other’s company. Claira’s Grandmas are truely two of the most unselfish people I know.
 
 
 

 
 

 
 
     My Mother-In-Law raised two boys on her own, working multiple jobs, losing their home to a house fire and yet somehow she managed to keep her head high and stayed strong for her boys. Anyone who has ever met her two sons would know without a doubt she raised them well and I will forever be in debt to her for all she has done for me and my little family. I am the luckiest just to know her and see part of her in my husband as well as my daughter. Forever tangled in our web of life.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
     My Mother, my mama. The woman who would gladly give up everything, without hesitation, to see her six children happy. I have taken her for granted far too often and yet she has always forgiven far too easy. She defines the meaning of what a Mother should be and if I am just as half as good of Mother as she has been for me, Claira would be so lucky. I am learning every day that as I strive to be a better version of myself I am really striving to be more like my Mother – a beautiful, generous, unselfish, nurturing soul. Her relentless love for her children will never cease to amaze me. She brings so much beauty to this Earth – A Mother Lion. Always a part of me; always a part of Claira.
 
 
 
 
 
 
     It was such an honor to spend last weekend with three of the most important women in my life, celebrating each other and the blessings we were given just to have a chance at Motherhood.

heylaney:

All the crap you read in magazines about honesty, sense of humor, communication, sensitivity, date nights, couples weekends, blah blah blah can be trumped by one word: loyalty. You and your spouse are a team of two. It is you against the world. No one else is allowed on the team, and no one else will ever understand the team’s rules. This is okay. The team is not adversarial, the team does not tear its members down, the team does not sabotage the team’s success. Teammates work constantly to help and better their teammates. Loyalty means you put the other person in your marriage first all the time, and you let them put you first. Loyalty means subverting your whims or desires of the moment to better meet your spouse’s whims or desires, with the full understanding and expectation that they will be doing the same. This is the heart of everything, and it is a tricky balance. Sometimes it sways one way and sometimes the other. Sometimes he gets to be crazy, sometimes it’s your turn. Sometimes she’s in the spotlight, sometimes you. Ups and downs ultimately don’t matter, because the team endures.

[via almosthalfway:sequinsandsideeye:profashional]

true that.

Claira absolutely loves her babysitter, Amanda.  Amanda also works at Claira’s daycare and therefore they get to see each other nearly every single day.  They have a crazy awesome bond and it makes Dan and I feel so good that when we need a night away we know Claira is in such good care and is so comfortable around her. 

Every single time that Amanda has walked through our front door, Claira has screamed with excitement and instantly begs to be picked up and hugged by her and once Amanda is with her, she could pretty much careless if we stay or go.

Amanda is soon to be graduating with her masters and with this news means she will probably be moving away as soon as a job offer comes her way.  We will be so sad to see her go, but know she is going to do good things for children in need.

She has many special talents, and fortunately for us one of them is photography.  Here are some of the pictures she captured the other night of little Miss Claira….

To My Greatest Teacher,
 
 
As we squatted next to the dandelion with the bee upon it, you pointed and I taught you the word ‘bee’, but you taught me to ‘be’ still.
 
As I taught you the thrill of the chase and the next big adventure, you taught me it does not have to happen far away or somewhere else, but merely in our own backyard.
 
 
 
While I have asked you to be patient, you have taught me that I am anything but.
 
I may have taught you to hug, but you taught me to fully embrace the moment as these days are fleeting and some of the best.
 
 
 
I was silly to think that I would be the only one teaching you about life’s wonders.
I love you Claire Bear with all my heart. Love, Mama

dadsonvacation:

Out at sea.
Thanks Cory C.

Dan’s PERFECT halloween costume for 2012! “A dad on vacation”.  This is awesome!

dadsonvacation:

Out at sea.

Thanks Cory C.


Dan’s PERFECT halloween costume for 2012! “A dad on vacation”.  This is awesome!

Monday night picnic :)

Monday night picnic :)

In the last month or two it has become pretty clear that you are a very smart little girl. Your mother and I can almost watch your little mind solving problems and noticing things that you just passed by before. We watch through the two little windows that are your eyes. Your eyes lock onto something and your little brow furrows as you process new experiences. About a week ago your mother was blowing bubbles and you would try to catch them. Pretty soon you just blurted, “Bubbles.” Clear as day. Your mom and I just looked at each other, wide eyed, “Did she really just say that.” Now just a few days later you have quit trying to catch the bubbles and moved on to strictly bubble popping. When you walk out of the room I can say, “Claira you better come back here.”,and I can hear your feet do an about face and in a few seconds you will be waddling back to me. You are becoming a little girl so quickly. It is wonderful watching your mind grow and come to life with new discoveries, but it is a little sad watching our infant fade away. I know this is not the last time I will wonder how time can go so fast, I just wish I could find a way to make it go a little slower. You are such a wonderful little girl and I love you so much. 

In the last month or two it has become pretty clear that you are a very smart little girl. Your mother and I can almost watch your little mind solving problems and noticing things that you just passed by before. We watch through the two little windows that are your eyes. Your eyes lock onto something and your little brow furrows as you process new experiences. About a week ago your mother was blowing bubbles and you would try to catch them. Pretty soon you just blurted, “Bubbles.” Clear as day. Your mom and I just looked at each other, wide eyed, “Did she really just say that.” Now just a few days later you have quit trying to catch the bubbles and moved on to strictly bubble popping. When you walk out of the room I can say, “Claira you better come back here.”,and I can hear your feet do an about face and in a few seconds you will be waddling back to me. You are becoming a little girl so quickly. It is wonderful watching your mind grow and come to life with new discoveries, but it is a little sad watching our infant fade away. I know this is not the last time I will wonder how time can go so fast, I just wish I could find a way to make it go a little slower. You are such a wonderful little girl and I love you so much. 

Awww Portland, be still my heart. 

(Source: partiallycommitted)