Memoirs of a Moorings

Weaned and Letting Go...

Breastfeeding is an unsentimental metaphor for how love works, in a way.  You don't decide how much and how deeply to love - you respond to the beloved, and give with joy exactly as much as they want.  ~Marni Jackson

The little one is officially weaned, crawling and pulling up--all in one fell swoop. There was a sweet satisfaction in nursing knowing that baby needs--in fact--depends on you for sustenance. I planned to go a full year, but there was more inspecting than nursing going on so it seemed the right time. Still it made the transition bittersweet. Some days I miss when this sweet little baby was content with just gazing in my face. And I'm learning to welcome his blossoming curiousity to the world around him.

Still I get such joy when he searches the room for me, crawls over and pulls on my leg and let's me know he needs mommy time.

I'm convinced that so much about mothering is a lesson in letting go. We really have to learn to let these little babes that we held so close to chests release their grasp from us and venture out into the world. Do we ever fully learn that?

I just pray that as he grows that the spot for me always has an open door.

Note To Self: Be Nice to Self

“A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person”  ~ Dave Barry

I've been on a mission to be nicer. Nicer to those who service me at the grocery store. More thoughtful to my co-workers. And nicer in the way that I speak to my kids. Rhyan is quick to remind me to speak more gently to the baby. I like that.

But one person I really need to remember to be nice to is myself. I'm notorious for negative self talk. When did it start and who said it was okay to NOT be nice to myself. So I'm on a mission: Be nice to self. And here's one one way I'm doing it. I need this daily reminder!
 

Gettin' His Heart Back

"I learned more stuff in church than I did in the world." ~Al Green

A certain five year old got his N.intendo DS taken away for less than stellar behavior. So he's been thinking long and hard about acting right.

Tonight after dinner we were listening to K.eyshia C.ole's song Got To Get My Heart Back. (Yes, I will publicly admit that I dig her!) Rhyan was dancing along and then said:

R: I gotta get rid of this bad heart so I can get my privileges back. I gotta get my heart back.
Me: Get your heart back?
R: Yeah, I gotta get a good heart so I won't cry anymore.
Me: How do you get a good heart?
R: Jesus!

Amen and amen. God can even use a K.eyshia C.ole song to teach a lesson. I love it!

What Am I Doing?

I've joined Twitter. Check the sidebar on the left side of the website titled What I'm Up to.

Now you can see what I'm up to between blog posts. Woo Hoo!

Believing...

"When you believe in a thing, believe in it all the way, implicitly and unquestionable." ~Walt Disney

I believe this video is the cutest thing. The passion. The perfect little voices in harmony. I LOVE IT!

I believe a good nap can cure a bad attitude.

I believe that God is way bigger than we envision Him.

I believe that baby’s toes are made for kissing.

I believe that looking at life through the eyes of a five year old is magical.

I believe that my mp3 player is the best invention of all time.

I believe that Wii is addictive.

I believe friends are necessary and valuable.

I believe that siblings can make you a better person.

I believe in chasing closely after God.

I believe that’s an awesome thought that I need to sit and ponder.

I believe those two little boys that we have been blessed with have brought us more joy than we could have ever fathomed.

I believe my father loves me more than I know.

I believe in dessert after dinner.

I believe in offering forgiveness and grace even to the undeserving.

I believe that putting pen to paper is good therapy.

I believe that charm bracelets can tell a lot about who a person is.

I believe there is an unseen host of heavenly helpers waiting to aid me at any moment.

I believe that my mother made me the person I am today.

I believe in taking the scenic route home sometimes.

I believe that procrastination makes me get things done a lot more quickly.

I believe that one day my children are going to rise up and call me blessed.

I believe in a clean house and an organized wallet.

I believe that Kate Spade purses complete an outfit.

I believe that Gramps would have adored these two little guys I call sons.

I believe there is great power in prayer.

What do you believe?

Fun At Five

I remember being 5 years old, so it's such a trip that I have a five year old. Yesterday marked his fifth year and we had a ball celebrating with a party planned by him this Saturday. Every time the doorbell rang he yelled, my guests are here. He was so excited. And when he heard it was gift time, he ran in and opened up the gift I wanted to save for last...his Nintendo DS. So all other gifts paled in comparison. His excitement was priceless though. And nothing could have destroyed his day--not even the pull-string pinata that did not work even after every single string was pulled.

Possiblities

"Nothing limits achievement like small thinking; nothing expands possibilities like unleashed imagination." ~ William Arthur Ward

If the president of the United States can be African American, then why not Charlie Brown?

The possibilities are endless of what this little guy can be are endless :-)

11 Months and Counting....

Where do I start with this little guy. First off, I can hardly believe that in one month he will be a year old. This went by way too fast. I remember the day I delivered him like it was yesterday. He's his own little person and while he's such an even-keeled kind of guy, he has shown me lately that he can get heated. Take something from him and he'll let you know he's upset. Makes me giggle.

Here's what he's up to:
:: Still hasn't met a food he doesn't like
:: Likes to brush his hair
:: Crawls around on his belly
:: Stands up on his tippy toes
:: Has a hilarious sense of humor
:: Can hide pennies and other random items in his mouth without you finding them
:: Plays by himself very well
:: Loves the sight of Blue's Clues and Elmo
:: Says mama all the time.

Such a joy this kid!

Fun In A Box

“If you treat a sick child like an adult and a sick adult like a child, everything usually works out pretty well."  ~ Ruth Carlisle

Just now getting back on my feet after the entire household was knocked out the box with a wicked case of the cooties. It 's bad when you have to call Auntie Bobbi to pick up the kids and have her feed and bathe them. But they loved it. It's always a party when she's around. She knows just how to make things fun.....like making a tunnel out of a box. That little baby in our house had a ball. Thanks again Auntie Bobbi!

Change Has Come!

"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer." ~ Barack Obama (Presidential victory speech 11.4.08)

For all of us who are parents of little brown babies, we can now let them know that all things are possible. Yes, even being President of the United States.

This one asked for a B.arack O.bama t-shirt after he found out that he won the run for president...And you can best believe I'm on a mission to find him one!