Sunday, May 13, 2012

celebrating mama rawson!

This post is mostly for the benefit of Amy and Jill who couldn't be with us to celebrate Mother's day with Mom. But what should absolutely be shouted from the rooftops is that all mothers deserve the utmost spoiling and celebration on mothers day. I told mom today that I wish I could re-do the past 28 years worth of mothers days now that I understand what she went through to bring us into this world, to help us sleep in those early months and eventually to raise us to become the women we are today. We love our mother and are so proud of her! I hope the smiles on her face reflects the great fun we were able to have with her this afternoon. Oh, and these pictures are also proof that scavenger hunts never get old. ;)

the hunt begins
"there's a gift for you from your daughter who loves to
cook. you can find it in the place she would
store extra ingredients."

finding Jill's card in the laundry room cupboard

next clue

there's a gift for you from your daughter who rests warm
and secure in your love and your home. you can find
it in the place she would find fuzzy warmth to rest under

thinking about where to go next 

looking in the hall closet

finding Bethany's present and the final clue

there is a gift from your daughter who likes to
laugh and play. you can find it in the place her
daughter would go to get princess jewels to play. 

heading to the basement

searching amongst sami's toys

finding Amy's package and a Happy Mother's Day note

reading Jill's card - all smiles =)

opening Amy's package
cute card with help from Oliver & Sami

Sugar lips... mmm...

card from Bethany. tears... 

I told her how thankful I was for all she has done for me

... and spoiled her with some
pretty earrings =)


happy mothers day!

THIS is what we are celebrating today.

my little peanut - she knows her momma

her eyes are opening so wide!

we love taking her with us on outings.
here we were at the park, cloud gazing and looking at ducks

even the tiniest things like how she crumples
up in her cat seat are irresistibly cute

mommy is enjoying her daughter!

she's starting to smile!

crazy smile!


mommy hair

bronwyn is confused by my need to document the mommy hair

she finally cooperates with the documentation of the mommy hair

baby + newsie hat = fun

she knows she's cute

her head is big enough for bows now!

sometimes the bow isn't so fun
but notice how even in this pic, she's still cute =)

love this face

my little socialist baby always
sleeps with her "power to the
people" fist =)

Behold, children are a gift of the Lord; The fruit of the womb is a reward.
— Psalm 127:3-4

We've been enjoying Bronwyn in new ways recently - admiring her cuteness and realizing just how much she is changing and growing each day. We're taking pictures like crazy (obviously) because we want to remember this. Every mom we meet tells us to savor the days because they go by so fast. And so we are trying to follow that advice. This mother's day I'm simply thankful for the opportunity. The opportunity to watch Bronwyn grow, to witness the miracles of change each and every day. Its not always easily, and its certainly not restful, but seriously, how can I not stand amazed that this little person grew with me for 9 months and now she continues to grow and change and develop. Thank you Lord for the precious gift of this child, of Bronwyn Joy. 

Thursday, May 3, 2012

What I learned this week

Its been an exciting week. We went to a La Leche League meeting to talk to some ladies about breastfeeding. (Which is all that LLL ladies talk about. Its a good time.) It occurred to me that we keep talking about Bronwyn's age of 5 weeks as if that' a super long time. She's "already" five weeks old. She's a "whopping" 5 weeks old. In our minds, she's ancient. We can't believe we've had her for like, forever! But at this LLL meeting, the ladies kept saying the word "only." She's only 5 weeks old. She's only a newborn. They made her seem so little. And I guess she is. It was good to put things in perspective and not get ahead of ourselves. They encouraged us to not treat her like a one year old now, because she's not. Its ok for her to be needy, and clingy and want to do nothing but nurse. Because she's ONLY 5 weeks old. Not 5 months. Not 5 years. Weeks. We are parents to a weakling - or maybe I can say, weekling. And she is perfect just the way she is.

A few other things I've learned, I'll share:

* Did you know that breast feeding women keep fat pads on the sides of their hips as a store for their body to draw from to make breast milk? Hello size 10 pants. Its nice to see you again.

Our friend faith and her 7 month old baby Hope came for a visit
* Not all women feel gushy feelings about their babies all the time. I was discussing this with my friend Faith this week and sharing with her how most moms writing mommy blogs talk about how they are constantly swooning over their child. I love my child. I think she is precious, but I don't think I'm walking around in some sort of explosive lovey dovey state. Faith's advice: read different blogs. She talked about how the adults in her life were always talking to her about hanging in there, and surviving those early months because they are hard and looking forward to when the babies are old enough to be a little less demanding. So when she felt like things were hard and her baby was demanding, she never felt guilty for feeling that way because she assumed that that was as it should be. It was good for me to realize that lovey dovey feelings are a part of the package of emotions, but its ok to have all the others too. GUILT FREE. It doesn't mean I love my baby any less. As I talked with Jeremy about this, he encouraged me to keep typing the truth, even if its not glamorous, just so that everyone who reads this blog knows that I'm keeping it real.

* And one final lesson learned this week: Babies in grocery stores are irresistibly cute. Our favorite thing to do is walk through wegmans with Bronwyn and flaunt her cuteness until people ooh and ahh and tell us how precious she is. We're happy to share her with her adoring public. You're welcome world.

I'll leave you with a self-photo montage. Something about their goofy and off center nature seems so appropriately precious for describing our loveably unique life. Smile!