what momma writes

this is a familiar phrase i've learned to say about  the strewn toys and teethers around the house my car with all it's baby accoutrement Stella's diapers and now i shall use it on my blog. please excuse my mess while i tinker. i have less time to play on here all at once so bare with my changes - i plan to write about them later... you know, when i have more time to tinker. it's a temporary mess.

i took a break and had a priority shift. i want to blog, but i'm struggling to find the time and where it fits in my life. you see, when stella is around i don't have the attention to write. and to be honest, i'd rather play with her a lot of the time. the few of you that follow this guy are probably well aware that i have stepped aside for a bit.  and if you look at my posts by month you can tell a) when i went back to work b) when stella became mobile check out my numbers: feb - 11 mar - 9 april - 7 may - 5 june - 4 july - 2 i returned to work on feb 14 and stella started to ferociously crawl june 14, hence my lack of posts. although i shifted my priorities and stella has definiately 'one upped' my writing i still would like to keep this thing alive more than just a letter writing event for her. i certainly battled with the idea of just letting it go. my friend lindsay at littleonelove  posted this entry a while ago. at some...

so, yea. i planned to do monthly posts on you, but apparently i only remember to do them when you have doctor appointments. you didn't have a 7 month check, so i goofed. in the time that you turned 7, and now 8 months you have changed SO much. you have blossomed into what seems like a little girl, without the the real words. you babble A LOT. i mean, sometimes i think you are going to be like pockets, which your uncle bry lovingly calls "minniti radio" in reference to pockets and your aunt. i think i may have that babble problem too. you are really emphatic with your sounds and have a set of LUNGS! perhaps you will be a singer like moma. more recently you have added "nanana" sounds and what sounds like "hi" and a little of this and that, but "dadada" is certainly your favorite babble. i'm still practicing "moma" with you, but i have low expectations. you have started giggling and show excitement for no reason (a...

dalia, we welcomed you on july 8th. happy birthday you sweet little thing, you. if you only knew how hard your moma worked,  and someday you may.  it was an honor to see you enter this world and make those first wee little noises. seeing you open your eyes so very wide in those first moments is unforgettable. you were quick to warm all our hearts. i'm so delighted you are here, dalia. you are surely something sweet. love, auntie *i apologize that this picture uses a hospital blanket. 

ok. so if i'm being honest here i'll admit that mister john and i fight. surprised?! ha, probably not. but within the blogosphere it seems like it's all roses with most folks. i'm usually refreshed to hear about other people's disagreements and ups and downs, but i also know that sometimes it's a little too personal. no judgement, fair enough.  so i'm here to tell you it's not all roses. this space is certainly a spot i like to post about the rosy moments (although lately it's only when i have the time...), but i want to touch on the not so rosy moments. mister john and i have had some large changes in the last couple years. we got married, start new jobs, bought a house, got pregnant, have this baby and now we, what? breathe? go on as if nothings changed? naturally change can create stress. believe it or not i thrive on change. i know, the girl with issues  thrives on change. (well, at least i used to). even with changes, i find myself w...

trying to appreciate more still moments and less 'to do' moments. i haven't forgot about you blog. drafts in progress...

yea yea we all know you turned 1/2 a year old on may 20th and i'm once again late. it's not my fault your shots come late, i already told you that. miss stella, you are growing and growing in every aspect. it's so fun to see your little personality shine through. you are still grunting randomly when you are concentrating really hard on something. it sounds like an evil laugh, but i'll call it focus and force. you get irritated with your toys. if something doesn't open or if it doesn't fit in your mouth  you sometimes cry or whine or use your evil laugh/grunt. "ah eh eh eh" the concept of all toys not coming apart has not really sunk in yet  and it's hard to tell a 6m old that you can't get upset at the object because it is attached to something. you started this random sucking of your bottom lip. haven't seen it in a while, but now and then you make a little noise while doing this. you also make a coughing sou...