Sunday, March 10th, 2013
This was about all I had in me after a long first full day of daylight savings. We spent it hanging out with family, sledding, and enjoying the wonderfully sunny 47°F weather. Kiddo off a wee bit all day because of the time change and the constant reminder that her teeth are very much bothering her. Sunday night is bath night… followed by the usual bedtime routine. Except an overtired, bewildered and bothered gal makes for a long and drawn out goodnight.
Soup. It’s what’s for dinner. We’ve been having homemade lentil soup the last few nights, but I feel like it’s giving my gal trouble after nursing, so tonight I heated lentil for Craig, and I opted for Trader Joe’s. Their boxed roasted red pepper and tomato soup is pretty tasty. I added lots of organic baby spinach that wilted perfectly while the soup was heating. I topped the soup with sour cream, horseradish sauce, and the leftover crumbs from our garlic bread I had just sliced.
Love quick dinners. We are zonked. Wonder what the rest of the night will bring with my babe. Where are her two top front teeth? We have been teething for weeeeeeeeeks now. When will they make their appearance?
Friday, January 13th, 2012
It has been a blustery, cold, icy, snowy, gray last few days. We finally got more than a dusting of snow here in southern New Hampshire. Granted, we only got a few inches of snow, but it is rare and strange for it be mid-January and for there to be so little accumulation on the ground. Our last snow of note was in October, when we had that crazy storm that dropped 10″ right before Halloween and caused massive power outages and tons of downed trees and limbs. Since then, the weather has been uncharacteristically mild.
Saturday, March 19th, 2011
Hello! I know my posts have been infrequent lately. I have been consumed with spending time sleeping and running and devoting myself to wellness over the past month.
Winter just seemed like the right time to make wellness a priority in my life. I am a work in progress, as we all are. I have written rather extensively about my propensity for working a lot and getting caught up in a vicious cycle of working late and staying up late and focusing outwardly. I have come to realize that I am very good at avoiding being present in my body. Avoiding uncomfortable feelings. Running away from anxiety.
But where is it getting me? Nowhere, really. It’s a cycle that just goes and goes and doesn’t lend itself to progress or nurturing.
And what I have come to understand is that nurturing is tough work. But good work—the real work. We need to nurture ourselves. And I need to nurture me, foster goodness and love in ME. Especially if I plan to become a parent.
This discovery seems so simple, and yet it has taken me a long while to really wrap my head around it. Every day is a new opportunity to be good to myself. Every day I owe it to myself to commit to being gentle to my body and mind. Nourishing. Forgiving. Urgent. Loving. Progressive. Patient. Nudging.
It’s a dance. A delicate balance.
And not every day goes smoothly. But I am doing the work. My hope is that it gets easier with practice, and that my good habits become second nature.
I can so easily be thrown off course by a bad work day, a conversation, a wayward feeling, a wave of anxiety or doubt. But I am learning to embrace these sometimes uncomfortable, ambivalent feelings. To exist in total, utter shades of gray. It’s been difficult, and yet, transformative.
It’s not this gigantic epiphany, more of a building. A resonance of how the next chapters of my life are meant to unfold. And while this learning has been ongoing over the last several months, the clarity really came during Winter. Winter allowed me to slow down and focus. And process. And heal. And dream.
So, goodbye Winter. You have been so good to me this year. I am ever so grateful for all that you have given me and what I am learning because of this time.
If you are ever in need of renewal or affirmation, hang out with a toddler. It helps. My nephew is simply delightful. Happy, inquisitive, peaceful… such a healthy reminder of what we are all capable of and striving for.
Monday, March 7th, 2011
I am a huge fan of aloe plants. I have 8 of them, and most have grown from parent/baby aloe plants.
Aloe is very easy to grow because it requires very little water. Give aloe some generous sun, and be sure to root the plants deep in soil (they are top-heavy and will vomit themselves right out of their pots if not buried deep enough in soil).
We use aloe for all things skin-ailing. Got dry skin? Use the “gel” from aloe. Got a blemish or scrape or sore? Aloe to the rescue. Aloe works wonders.
And because it is such a forgiving, easy-to-grow plant, it’s very convenient to keep aloe on hand. And given the right conditions, it will grow babies. Like mad.
Aloe LOVES to reproduce.
My oldest aloe plant, however, was a stalwart. I had had this particular aloe plant for 8 years and it was doing its own slow growth thing. But then I started feeding it leftover coffee. Mostly for fun, but also because I had read that feeding plants leftover coffee was good for their soil ecosystems.
And watch out.
Last January I posted that my very old aloe finally had babies.
It took me a long while to realize the connection between coffee feedings and reproductive growth. And since January 2010, I have dumped many an extra cup of coffee on my grandma aloe plant.
The aloe are multiplying.
Sunday, March 6th, 2011
The funny part about Winter for me is that after a while I stop paying attention to the weather forecast. Hmm… let’s see… cold. Dreary. Chance of snow. Yeah, I get it.
So imagine my surprise when I woke up on Saturday morning and bounded outside to get the mail, and it was surprisingly MILD out. Better than mild, it was above 50°F! Hellllllllloooooooo March! You made it!
Holy crap, it was AWESOME out all weekend. Granted it rained on and off all day today, but to have honest to goodness not FREEZING temps? Yes, please.
It felt so amazing to get a breeze going in our house, to air everything out, and let the tiny bit of semi-warmth in. All day on Saturday, we could hear the steady stream of water moving up above in the gutters along the roof. We could see the steady stream of water flowing at the end of the driveway draining from the snowbank mountains on each side.
I went to bed figuring that it was a one-day fluke, but when I woke up today, it was warm out again! And overnight, incredible melting occurred. Within 24 hours, the multiple feet of snow was gone from our front garden.
Literally two days earlier I was lamenting the fact that at the same time last year, the snow was cleared away. And then just like that, Mother Nature got on the ball! Snow gone!
So of course I had to run out to the front garden and see what was going on. And lo and behold…
So very thrilling. So worth the wait. And just what we needed. A little nudge, a little reminder that Spring is on schedule!