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April 27, 2008

Week in Review

It's as though I just barely had a chance to breathe in April, and now here we are at the end of it and I don't feel quite ready for May. 

I sometimes feel as if all I do here these days is post pictures and share link love.  Ya'll, this is so unbearably trite but so exceedingly true - there just aren't enough hours in the day for me to do all that I want to.  So I focus on what I need to, and carve out time for the rest when I can.

Anyway, can you handle a few more links?  A few more pictures?

Two women I admire and respect are each about to launch separate but equally exciting new ventures and I want to make you aware of them:

Lis Garrett, of both woolgatherings and Lis Garrett: Silver Tongued Writer, is launching a new online web site called Root and Sprout.  Get a little preview of the sort of content Root and Sprout will offer here to find out why I am so looking forward to her launch.  I know some of you are amazing writers - this may be just the opportunity you have been looking for!  She also has information available if you are interested in advertising at Root and Sprout.

Another writer I absolutely adore is Megan of Velveteen Mind.  (She had me at Victor Vito.)  I am quite excited about her upcoming roll-out of Blog Nosh Magazine.  (Nosh.  Delish.)  Even though my feedreader and blogroll and email subscriptions are already way more than I can ever manage, I still love to discover new-to-me writers who are putting great content out there.  (She's looking for posts and channel editors - think you might be interested?)

One post I came across this week has spoken to me deeply and I keep rolling it around in my mind, like a mental wine tasting, breathing it in and savoring the top-notes and nuances in each sip:  Ann Voskamp's Breathe.

I don't usually read keeping awake, but Karla shared this in her reader this week, and I am so thankful - if you have a minute, go check out Boothe's thoughts on the question, "What if better doesn't come?"

AND ohmygosh I almost forgot this one!  I have to tell you about one of my new favorite blogs - Small Notebook.  They don't come much cooler than Rachel.  To begin with, she's a Texas mama (with tops out the cool meter right off the bat), and not only that, she's all about living green in the city - complete with compost bin, herb garden, and clothesline.  She buys gently used clothes for her darling daughter and I just adore how her blog is a collection of amazing photography, sweet ink drawings, and helpful, practical insights.  Go see her.  Enjoy.

OKAY.  I feel so much lighter.  Thanks for indulging me.

SO.

I think about five or six of you commited to mentioned you'd be up for sharing some poetry on Wednesday in honor of the (now almost over) National Poetry Month.  If I can figure it out, I'll do a Mr. Linky.  Let's have a good old-fashioned-hippie-beatnik poetry read!  Roll out your original verses or share your favorite lines from your favorite poets.  I can't wait!

Wait!  Before you go. I have pictures.

D celebrated Earth Day by glorying in both nature and pink.  Because pink's awfully earthy, right?

(these were shot through the window screen as I was trying to catch her unaware)

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(which lasted about as long as one camera click)

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(and then the silliness started)

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(and the posing)

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And can you believe AJ started with the finger foods this week? 

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And finally, as you know and I am sure you are sick of hearing about, I haven't slept a whole lot in the past week.  And so here's my mothering tip of the week - when you are smooth-runnin' exhausted but your preschooler is abounding with energy, I can't think of a much more relaxing, mama-doesn't-have-to-move-or-even-get-out-of-her-chair activity than letting little one loose with the face paints.

Behold.

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I so wanted to photoshop those dark circles away.  But that wouldn't have been very truthy of me, right?

WEDNESDAY.  POETRY.  BE HERE.

April 10, 2008

Work, Interrupted

Inside

Washer swishes, dryer swirls, dishwasher moans and groans.

Television pouts (protesting its sudden silencing) while the computer idles (unsure of what to do).

Outside

Birds flirt, sunshine beckons, shade invites

Mama snaps and snaps and snaps

A baby in a basket and a big girl in a box

play and play and play

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(Inspired by Missy's Bless My Interruptions devotional at Christian Women Online)

March 27, 2008

Inspiration, revisited

When I wrote about Sara and Walk Slowly, Live Wildly on Tuesday, I had no idea that the Lord was about to send me a magnificent dose of inspiration in the form of my sweet friend Melissa the very next day.  (You remember Melissa, right?  She of the amazing voice and profound lyrics . . .)

Melissa and I had been planning to get together for coffee and talk (both small and big) for, gosh, months?  Since before Christmas.  We live in the same town!  How hard can it be?  You know how it is, though.  Sick days, hard weeks, things come up, stuff goes down, plans are rearranged.  In a way that only He can do, God orchestrated both of our schedules yesterday so that we were finally able to connect.

Now, Melissa is not going to be one hundred percent in love with me sharing this part (she's one of those who gives quietly, shunning applause), but I must tell you that she came bearing gifts:

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Look at all that organic, natural-living, good-for-you-and-the-babies goodness!!  Blessed. My. Heart.

But far more importantly, she brought with her a conversation in mind that I know without a doubt was from the Lord.  We talked about art and life and spirituality and she shared with me some of what she learned from Madeline L'Engle's Walking on Water.  I can't possibly retell all we discussed, but as we talked I knew precisely why the Lord sent her yesterday.

Well over a year ago (like late fall of 2006), I began to feel a burden to start a writing project.  My friend and mind twin Laura and I talked through some of it and we decided to try to tackle this topic together.  It's something we both feel strongly about and we were excited to get started on it.  Then within a few months, both of us got pregnant and welcomed our second children to our families.  As you can imagine, plans were rearranged.

This burden in my heart has been weighing every more heavily in the past few months, and as Melissa and I talked, God started whispering to me, "Seriously.  What are you waiting for?"  Yesterday, He helped me to know that the time is now.  And a quick phone call to Laura confirmed that she, too, is ready to take this up again.

Exciting, scary, overwhelming . . .

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Speaking of inspiration . . . the girls' Aunt Emily says there are never enough AJ pictures.  (Those second-borns gotta look out for each other!)  So for Aunt "MiMi" and anyone else who enjoys some almost-seven-months-old baby girl love . . .

She loves to play . . .

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. . . she's got some cheeks . . .

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. . . she's kind of smiley . . .

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. . . those eyes . . .

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. . . and pretty much is enthralled by Big Sister.

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March 14, 2008

So here's the deal

I have been struggling, ya'll.  Struggling.  Struggling to keep up on reading all the blogs I love to read.  But here's the thing - when I am caught up on my blog reading, it generally means my house is a wreck, there's nary a bite to eat in the house, and my children and I may or may not have gotten dressed for the day.  Flip-flop that and you know if you drop by my house and my girls and I are dressed with teeth brushed, food in the tummies, dinner in the crockpot, and the housework is sorta done - well, I haven't read a single blog all day. 

'Cause I can't just stop at one.  Nope.  I peek at one and that reminds me I wanted to get over to another and next thing I know I've spent way too much time reading and way not enough time doing my job(s).

So here's the thing.  I have cut and trimmed and narrowed down as best as I can.  I now have seventy feeds in my Google Reader.  I just can't cut another one.  So I have divvied those seventy into seven neat lil folders of ten.  I figure I can feasibly make it by ten blogs throughout the course of the day.  That's reasonable, right?

And so, if days and days go by and you haven't heard from me, please know I'll get by your place just as soon as I can.  I promise.

Sooooooooooo.

Anyone wanna see some pictures?

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March 05, 2008

Six months letter to AJ

Oh my dear, sweet Joyful Joy,

How can it be that six months ago today, at this very moment, we were welcoming you into this world?  Six months?  I can hardly believe even six weeks have passed . . . let alone half of a year. 

For all my good intentions, this is the first time I've actually made time to sit down and write to you to celebrate the passing of another month.  I'm sorry for that, and I hope that you'll forgive me. 

You continue to amaze and delight Daddy and I with your sweet, peaceful, happy, laid-back personality.  It's unbearably easy to get you to smile, and Daddy and I find it irresistible to make fools out of ourselves to keep that little baby grin on your face.  You've been sick with your first ear infection for the past week, and it's been awful to see such a happy baby be so miserable with discomfort. 

In the past few weeks, you have mastered the art of sitting up on your own and are now completely over being laid on your back to play on the floor.  If you happen to fall out of the sitting position, you flip yourself on your tummy as quickly as possible.  As I watch you playing on your tummy, I can see in your eyes and the way you are working your muscles that it's not going to be too terribly long before you just take off.

You absolutely adore and idolize your big sister.  Dacey can make you grin and laugh through no exertion of effort other than just being in the room.  Your favorite is watching her jump on the bed.  That gives you the biggest case of the baby giggles, and that makes Dacey laugh, too.  Oh, be careful, my sweet one.  That Dacey is bossy and I'm already a little fearful of the plans she has in store for her devoted tag-along.  But Big Sister is becoming increasingly interested and involved with you now, too, and that makes me happy.  When you start fussing, she is quick to tell me, "I think she needs mama milk, Mommy!"  She loves to watch you eat your cereal and likes to help Mama give you a bath each evening. 

Everyone, from friends to strangers at the grocery store, comment on your bright eyes and engaging smile.  You seem constantly amazed with and impressed by each person and place you experience.  I wonder what you are thinking inside that sweet head of yours.  I bet it will just be a  matter of time before you're telling us your thoughts, and I can't wait to hear.

Here are some snapshots of you at six months:

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And, of course, some of Sister (so no one gets jealous!):

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Mommy and Daddy love you girls so much, Aliza.  It's a little bittersweet for me today as I know the changes the next six months will bring.  But it's a fun time - the best part of babyhood in my opinion.  You're awake now and definitely needing some mama milk, so this is all I have time for.  I love you.  Happy six months!

Love,
Mommy

February 05, 2008

(sorta) Wordless Wednesday - Birthday and Beyond

BIRTHDAY

Thank you again, Keara, for this shot!

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Sunny days . . . sweepin' the clouds away . . .

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January 05, 2008

One year ago

On January 5th, 2007, The Coach and I were shocked, thrilled, excited, and not just a little terrified to discover that I was pregnant. Thinking back on that afternoon . . . that feeling of seeing the two pink lines affirming what I could scarcely believe to be true . . . amazing.

It's funny. December had been our first month to sorta try for the next babe. When we were in Oklahoma over Christmas, I started getting "I'm pregnant" vibes, but then my sister-in-law told us they were expecting again so I figured my vibes were just a little off-target. Hence, the shocking, thrilling excitement of discovering that for once, my intuition was spot-on!

Aliza Joy is four months old today. In spite of the occasional "my teeth are killing me, can someone please help me?" cranky episodes, she continues to be the most joyful, happy, talkative, and engaging baby I've ever known. Every day, she discovers something new - rolling back and forth from her tummy to her back to her tummy again, making baby bear growly sounds, catching someone's eye so she can delight them with the most brilliant smile . . . Maybe that's what she only sleeps for thirty minutes top at a stretch during the day. She needs more awake time to think up new ways to keep us entertained.

One year ago today - so much unknown. Four months ago today - so much to discover. Today - so much joy.

(Today is the last day to enter the Big Bloggy Design Giveaway! Winners announced tomorrow!)

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December 22, 2007

Home for Christmas

Soon the SortaCrunchy fam will be packed and loaded and headed north for our annual pilgrimage home for Christmas.

Merry, merry Christmas to you and yours. See you soon!


November 09, 2007

Sweethearts

Hate to post and run, but the SortaCrunchy hacienda is having a flare-up of Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome. Again. But yesterday we had the wonderful treat of driving down the road a bit and visiting my Sweet Friend Keara and her two gorgeous boys.

I think it's love . . .

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October 31, 2007

Wordless Wednesday - My Winged Girls

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