i’ll be attempting to post one moment from our day, daily. or at least as often as i can remember to. first entry:
Late night bed hop
Yes, little miss, you can sleep in here tonight.
this week brought us a 50 degree temperature spread, the end of a school year and once again, big hair.
besides that we had some other doings, the details that make up our week:
1. lunch date 2. a partner hike up and down the hill 3. lots of bike rides 4. pancakes with strawberry milk, strawberries and peanut butter chips 5. go fish in the park {which darla does not understand the concept of keeping her cards a secret 6. and lastly some water colors on the porch in her tutu and leotard.
hope you liked some of our happy moments from the week. have a good weekend. wruckers send their best.
oh web friends, we spent our second weekend with my family in indiana. i feel so blessed to be surrounded by the beauty and love of some amazing people. it’s still such a painful reason to be together but through it all there is laughter, learning experiences and incredible things happening. a family is being strengthened and i’ve said “i love you” more in the past few weeks than ever before in my life.
the canvas with the quote belonged to my cousin. i adore it. the crosses were sent home from the orphanage where my cousin was working.
we’re headed back again this weekend for services and hard-core family time. is it so weird to say i’m looking forward to it? because i am. in the best possible way. for now i’m just trying to get things under control at the homestead. i’m anxious to move forward with purpose. i think that is what my cousin would want. i think she’s been there, whispering to me of ways i could carry service work into my own profession.
i’ll leave you with the full quote which was the inspiration for my cousin’s canvas:
“Nothing is more practical than finding God,
That is, than falling in a love in a quite absolute, final way.
What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything.
It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings,
What you will do with your evenings,
How you spend your weekends,
What you read,
Who you know,
What breaks your heart,
And what amazes you with joy and gratitude.
Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.”
~ Pedro Arrupe

there are so many times that i’m going through everyday motions and i think to myself “this is bullshit.” why are there so many time sucks in life? why do we force ourselves to spend so much time doing things we don’t want to do, that we abhor to do? this happens while i’m doing chores or find myself spending too much time on facebook during a gorgeous day. or paying bills. or when i’m chucking useless possessions into the donate pile.
i’ve been thinking critically about my life goals lately and a funny thing has happened; i’ve realized just how fucking awesomely lucky i am. if you would have asked me a year ago i would have thrown myself a pity party but today i realize i have trusted in my path and have a life that is exactly what i want.
i can never go and sit behind a desk again. i can never take a full-time job to just make sure i’m getting the life markers checked off. because i don’t care about those things. i don’t care if i ever own a house. i don’t care if we ever own more than one vehicle. i don’t care about our material gain in this world. i really don’t. i care about making the most of this one wild & precious life.
i have a lot of freedom in my life right now, more than i’ve given myself credit for in the past. i’m free to spend everyday with my wild girl and that means more to me than anything money could buy. i have a promising career in a field that i passionately love. i’ve come to terms that it will come with a salary sacrifice but fortunately i’m ok with that. any fool can get a job and make money. it takes a courageous soul to confidently pursue her dream. my needs are met. my desires are mine to pursue. my cup runneth over.
i’m so lucky to have my girl as a reminder to move through my world in pursuit of what i want from my life. children don’t innately operate according to what they “should” do in life. they do what they want. THEY DO WHAT THEY WANT! why can’t we give that gift to ourselves in the way our children already do?
so i hope you’ll continue to check in with me because imma just be here doin’ my do. i’ll be doing what i want. and i want to do more of this:
^^^ holding my daughter the way i used to when she was a baby while she dozes ever so briefly. letting her paint, chalk, draw and generally art up her body in any way that amuses her at the moment. encouraging her to climb. taking the sunny days to spend outdoors. and plaiting flowers into my girl’s hair. ^^^
it really is that great, when i let it be. and i can let it be.
last week i received this beautiful Chelsea Perkins Ode to the Pregnant Mother painting from a doula client. I fell in love with it instantly.
I’m happy to officially announce the giveaway for this painting. I can assure you it looks beautiful framed.
So who should enter this contest? Hmmm well let ‘s see:
anyone who is a birth worker looking for something sweet to hang in their office or home.
anyone who is looking for the perfect baby shower gift.
any woman who is pregnant now and wants to commemorate their pregnancy.
any woman who has ever been pregnant, ever.
and, hello, mother’s day is right around the corner…
so the answer is all of you .
all of you should be entering to win this free, gorgeous 9 x 12 painting.
either for yourself or as a gift to someone dear. heck, maybe even give it to your doula or midwife ;-)
In addition, I’d like to add that Chelsea makes beautiful animal inspired paintings. To me, they seem like perfect nursery/kids room material or could be found on a hipster mantle or bathroom somewhere. pretty much the perfect combo, right?
you can find examples on her facebook page and etsy or send in a request for a custom animal print – in case you’re really into jackalopes.
Ms. Perkins is generously extending a 25% discount to my readers with the MOMJEANZ code on etsy. So if you can’t stand the chances of not winning this print you can custom order one for yourself or your favorite pregnant lady. While you’re in there ordering your ode to a pregnant mother painting go ahead and submit a request for that jackalope for junior’s room. it’s too good to pass up. I’ll be posting a button over on the side bar for easy etsy access.
So here’s how to enter:
1. Leave a comment below telling me who you’d be giving this to and why {and mommas it’s completely ok to say yourself. you’ve earned it by carrying a human inside you}
I hope to see a lot of comments coming in for this beautiful print. And I hope you’ll send some sweet support Chelsea’s way with her lovely original paintings on etsy.
best of luck! winner will be announced next week.
{ps. please like Chelsea Perkins Art and Momjeanz on facers if you haven’t already.}
cool things…we do them sometimes.
here are some pics from junctionview’s last hurrah. darla was a superstar in the balloon room. so sad that a place this cool, within our walking distance, will be turned into a parking lot or a road or condos for happenin’ 60 year-olds or something of that lot. sad me.
but we had a good time there on saturday seeing friends, listening to some impressive local bands, and taking in some really very talented works. darla would like me to note that her favorite part was the cookie we bought her and the dolls with skulls as heads. of course…
^^^ and some way sweet pics darla took of me ^^^
full of gratitude for all these moments, and many others, this week:
^^^ 1. snuggling with a little dude i saw born a little over a month ago {photo by darla marie} 2. two little girls listening to storytime 3. a return to the north market 4. take home waffles and 5. take home hydrangea 6 & 7. growing little things in our house. ^^^
and a very special moment that i think i’ve decided deserves it’s own post…so i’ll just leave you with this:
please ignore my cackle. thanks.
the unseasonably warm weather has allowed for a good dose of outdoor activity this week. tonight darla enthusiastically pulled all the stuff out on to the porch for a reading pallet, happy to know this activity will continue, and i iSnapped these shots:
something about these shots just speaks volumes to me about her little personhood. she was pretty engrossed in her play so maybe that’s why i feel so much of her presence in them, especially the last one. hair curled wild, stick thrust out yelling some command at an imaginary adversary. i’ll be glad to remember her this way.
^^^And sometimes i even make it in a photo too^^^