i've decided to privatize this blog a bit, which means folks can only view it by invitation. fancy, i know. i've been thinking about this for a while, and feel like it'll make my family a little safer on the world-wide-web, and it will also give me a bit more freedom to present myself and my family to you, our chosen audience. hopefully it won't be too annoying for readers to sign up on blogger in order to read us here. i appreciate everyone's flexibility! and i hope to continue blogging about my little family's simple yet crazy life on a regular basis.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
settling in
isla weighed almost 11 pounds at her two-week check, and got high marks for being a very strong and healthy little girl. she is already out of her newborn size diapers and clothes. she has long quietly alert times, where she looks around, sucks her hands, etc. she loves going for walks and so far likes the car, which is pretty convenient. she has been sleeping well and letting us sleep mostly too. her hair is staying red so far and her eyes are turning blue. she smells wonderful.
i'm healing slowly and still haven't been up for big walks or outings. my biggest complaint is my sore tailbone! has anyone else ever heard of this as a pregnancy/birth side effect? a friend today recommended a chiropractor, which sounds like a good idea. tomorrow i have my postpartum check with the midwives, so i'll see what they say. i'd love to be able to sit on my bum again!
not much else to report from iron street. summer is definitely gone and we are thinking about autumn-related things like canning applesauce and making pies. tonight i made a potato-leek soup from the cookbook sarah and christina have been raving about. it was great!
here's a brief photo documentary of our little family settling in.
Monday, September 08, 2008
blessing
a few nights ago, my friend andrea came over to bless us. she's a priest, so she can do this in a pretty official capacity. i'd had it in my mind that she was coming over to bless little isla, and to sacramentally mark her entry into the world by anointing her with holy oil. which andrea did, and which was lovely. but only when andrea began to pray for and anoint the rest of us did i realize that probably we are the ones who needed that sacrament even more than isla.
we've had a week of ups and downs, of the deepest felt love and the strangest sadness. noah is confused and seems angry with me, and sometimes rough with isla. i am post-partum, hormones racing through my body making me think i can't adequately mother these two little ones. and physically i am sore and tired, with even sitting still requiring effort. aaron is his usual strong and supportive self, but he can only do so much. and he is on his own search for fullness, in his work and his creative life. isla is calm and lovely, but she too is figuring out how to be a person in the world. we are all in a strange new place.
which made andrea's prayers--for strength, for peace, for patience and healing--all the more apt, for all of us. and i felt the touch of her fingers on my forehead, tracing the sign of the cross in holy oil, as a powerful seal--sealing me to these other fragile members of my family, sealing my bursting heart, sealing my bleeding wounds, sealing us all to christ.
and we all fell asleep smelling sweet and strong.
we've had a week of ups and downs, of the deepest felt love and the strangest sadness. noah is confused and seems angry with me, and sometimes rough with isla. i am post-partum, hormones racing through my body making me think i can't adequately mother these two little ones. and physically i am sore and tired, with even sitting still requiring effort. aaron is his usual strong and supportive self, but he can only do so much. and he is on his own search for fullness, in his work and his creative life. isla is calm and lovely, but she too is figuring out how to be a person in the world. we are all in a strange new place.
which made andrea's prayers--for strength, for peace, for patience and healing--all the more apt, for all of us. and i felt the touch of her fingers on my forehead, tracing the sign of the cross in holy oil, as a powerful seal--sealing me to these other fragile members of my family, sealing my bursting heart, sealing my bleeding wounds, sealing us all to christ.
and we all fell asleep smelling sweet and strong.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
hello, isla louise
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