Holy dinger darlinghearts,
I feel like these weeks are just flying!!!
I have so much to share with you!!!!
What’s been happening here in Goddess Land?
My birthday. Sushi by the sea in ze monsoon rain, followed by the most Dreamtastic Banana Split you ever did have. We shared it between the three of us – Ostara getting chunks of banana & us devouring the rest. And then another soireee of cupcake eating with my big fam by another beach! Weeeooo! This mermaid is very happy to be back where she belongs… by ze sea!
Ostara met her first crocodile. I like to call him Ceramics. Please also note the double tie-dye ensemble. ROCKING IT.
My love’s birthday. Attempt to have lunch at a nice restaurant. All nice restaurants filled because it is torrentially raining and everyone is seeking refuge in warm, covered eating spots. We instead convene at McDonald’s because it’s the only place with space. Drive home before the roads get too flooded and the river goes over the road. Ding DANG I love being back in tropical paradise!!!
Chris getting a cold. Then Ostara getting a cold. Then me getting a cold. Which pretty much wiped out three days of work right there.
Ostara’s first tooth! It’s just breeching the surface like a tiny albino whale.
Ostara subsequently using my boob as a teething toy. Bless my little possum. I’d do exactly the same thing if I was her. Any tips on how to stop ze nipple-nip?
AND Ostara crawling. Being ze mama’s girl she is, she’s been using her new found skills to high tail it to her Mama every chance she’s got. Tis very cute.
In a sudden fit of inspiration, I totally made homemade apple sauce for Button. MOTHER OF THE YEAR AWARD. That’s me done for another year. Woo!
So I had this massive insight this week.
And it sounds simple, but it was totally revolutionary to me.
Ya see, I always think if I just got a little more organised, I could do.everything. That I was just lazy & unproductive if I didn’t.
But then I realised something. (Insight time!)
I actually *don’t* have enough time every day to do all the things I think I should be doing.
I only get to choose a few things I can do. And that’s it.
So it’s all about choosing what’s important.
What’s important to me?
Creating. Running my business. Having a close connection with Ostara. Having a close connection with my love. Being a happy person.
The rest?
I just need to make it as easy as possible.
The fact is, I’m not going to be a mama like the way my own mama was. I’m not going to be a mama like anybody else is.
The only mama I can be – and really want to be – is the mama I am.
So, my Mother of the Year award totally consists of me making one big batch of homemade apple sauce, freezing it up…
and LETTING GO OF THE REST OF THE SHOULDS.
Amen.
Loving our new DVR box like it’s 1999. I heart watching Conan, Modern Family, Community & Raising Hope… it usually takes us hours to get through a half hour show because – I don’t know – we have a baby, and apparently they need attention. Thank gawd for DVR! Play! Stop! Play! Stop!
I like to think of Modern Family as a parenting documentary. I learn so much from it. ho ho ho!
With all this happening, how on earth did I manage to finally launch the 2011 Creating your Goddess Year workbook, planner & calendar. I have no ideas. It happened though. Sheer goddess willpower, plus a healthy spray of man-helper-glitter. Thanks Mr Dawson! YIPPEEEE!
& thanks to the lovely Now Age Publishing, there’s now a b+w printed version as well!
Time for an Mermaid Montage!!!
I interrupt this programming with a teeny baby flashback from eight months ago…
*happy sigh*
AND…. we’re back.
Look what that beautiful lil sleeping babe has turned into?????
My mermaid daughter learning to drive with her centaur granddad. We like to teach them young around these parts.
BTW, can you see how my big wild black-bearded dad turns into one big pile of mush around babies?
As my gran so wisely puts it… “Your Dad would populate the world with a thousand babies if he could.”
Instead, he had five.
Close enough.
The End.
Want to see adorable videos of our little mermaid giggling her butt off, her Daddy flinging my phone into the ceiling (by accident) & general soft baby cooing out the window? AND a baby army-crawling and getting distracted by shiny things?
Of course you do. So do I.
*soft exhale*
Okay! I think I’m done.
My boobs are leaking. You know what that means! FEED TIME!
I’m pretty sure that’s how you are supposed to finish off blog posts.
I just wanted you to know that I am so thankful to share this journey with you.
Thank you, as always, for supporting my work. I’m so over the moooooon hearing about how much the 2010 Workbook helped you. And how much the 2011 Workbook is already creating its magic for you. I am so grateful for it. So grateful for you. And so grateful to keep creating for you.
Love you like I love those sugar-encrusted Santa marshmallows (WHICH IS A LOT),
