i’ve found myself with the opportunity to devote the rest of the year to completing my doula training.
that is if people will hire me…
i’m putting it out into the universe. i gotta get this thing done.
to the people makin’ babies in Columbus, OH
if you’re looking for low-cost doula care between Oct-Jan drop me a line.
i’d love to support you and your family.
share my info with every prego lady you see!
k, thanks!
this has been our new reading spot this week. i know it’s pretty lame to share this but i’ve been loving it. the weather has been so perfect and darla shares my enthusiasm for creating a special little reading nook. it’s been a good way to distract her from computer/tv options and make a quiet afternoon snuggle down seem fresh again.
also in recent news…darla’s now into barrettes!
i was pretty thankful for this weekend. in conjunction with some gorgeous weather, i felt able to let in a lot of peace and bring back some self-focus.
i feel poised for the week to come. this week will include the closing of one chapter of life and a west coast reunion. i am thankful for events this past weekend that have left me feeling prepared and centered for both these upcoming events.
i look forward to sharing with you this week. thanks for stopping by and good luck with your own s’ennight endeavors.
for some reason i’ve always felt guilty about the ideas i have that i never carry out. i’m actually quite guilty of dishing out criticism towards those that don’t carry out their own fleeting ideas either.
hypocrite.
But,
lately i’ve just been trying to write down my ideas and feel good that i have some creative process going on at all. who cares if i don’t follow through on some of these hair-brained thoughts? in most cases it’s good that i don’t. like that time when i thought i should join a burlesque troupe 4 months postpartum….yeah, momma was going through somewhat of an identity crisis there.
anyway, i saw a bumper sticker i actually liked the other day and i think it applies to my current “idea” situation:
“you don’t have to believe everything you think.”
that is pretty damn freeing right there. just because i think of an idea or a new conclusion or observation doesn’t mean i have to believe it. i can just think it. if it’s worthy of sticking around, it will. if not then it will fall into that brain black hole along with all the other fleeting thoughts and occasional important date or two.
and…that’s what i think. bye!
just a bit of darla from the week
“look mom, now i’m an indian.” she’s so unP.C.
admiring her chalk outline
she said this was the best hopscotch board ever. didn’t have the heart to tell it to her straight.
hope you’re all having a lovely end of your week.
just wanted to share a couple entries from another blogger i love about her preparation for labor and delivery of her first child (and i’m not talking about H, although that is necessary for some).
preparing for a journey inward
hope you enjoy and happy labor prep for any of you expecting!
let me share a wee bit of genius that i’ve been in love with for the past few days:
you don’t need to leave your room.
remain sitting at your table and listen.
don’t even listen, simply wait.
don’t even wait.
be quite still and solitary.
the world will freely offer itself to you.
to be unmasked, it has no choice.
it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
-franz kafka
alright, to be quite honest, i haven’t read much kafka but based on this quote i’m gonna start, eh?
i love how the universe sends you what you need.
i tend to try and force life to happen…when i forget what everything is all about. i try to push and prod life along. i did reach a point in my mid 20s when i was supremely good about being fluid and accepting the universe’s hints into my everyday path. i lost that somewhere in these past 4 years. this quote, along with recent events of life, have reminded me to sit back and let life unfold at your feet. and then get down and roll around with it.
it reminds me of one of my favorite quotes about childbirth in regards to contractions. i’ll paraphrase: don’t force the waves towards the shore. they will come and recede on their own.
isn’t that such a good mantra? when we don’t push the wave we can simply ride it.
on my days when i can remember to ride, life is excellent. we had such a good day yesterday as a result of simply remembering to be fluid.
in all honesty, the part that hooked me was the not leaving your room thing. kafka, i love you, ya lazy SOB.
jeni’s has yogurt push pops! this may be old news but it was new news to our tastebuds.
mango lassi yum yum
my life lesson as of late has been acceptance. it’s been a hard one for me, let me tell ya.
i’m learning that there are things about myself and my loved ones that can’t and shouldn’t be changed. it may come to pass that i discover i’m a completely different person than i thought i was. i feel as though a lot of my life has been focused on exacting the type of life i think i should have instead of focusing on the life i want.
maybe i need to accept that my personality is such that i would prefer seclusion in a quiet cabin by a fire instead of traipsing off around the globe. maybe i need to accept that i would ACTUALLY prefer to spend winter in hibernation in a cabin in the woods and then the remaining three quarters driving around the country in a mid-size recreational vehicle. yeah….that sound just about perfect.
maybe i need to accept that i will always desire polar opposites. i need to accept my inconsistency. after all, inconsistency isn’t really all that bad.
i’m ready to accept the good and the bad instead of feeling like life has to be one big quest of self-improvement. yes, i do want to improve and continue to grow but maybe it could do with a little less self-imposed pressure.
and i’m due for an outward push of acceptance. like…maybe i need to accept that my daughter may never, ever learn to sit in a chair correctly:
and that’s ok.
here’s our week from my iphone:
we found walking sticks and were proud of it. we said hi to our sycamores.
we had lazy picnics in the park
and kicked our shoes off for a bit. we let our bodies become grounded again.
we hung our new nature prayer flags and added darla’s new books from maine into heavy reading rotation.
we rode ruju to the audubon center to continue the bird learnin.’
we dressed up like our forest friends,
and came to an understanding that darla has no chance of normalcy under her current parental guidance.
“the older i get the more i am into taxidermy.”
we gathered blossoms and walked trails,
and spied on the pond creatures.
did you know ohio has white sand beaches? oh. no. that’s just a volleyball court. my bad.
we tried out the thursday food truck festival at columbus commons and enjoyed the commons activities.
we took in a game at huntington park.
i was sure to wear my protective head gear since our seats were pretty close.
but really the most important development of the week was my complete surrender to my msg addiction. i think i’m on my second bag of rold gold cheese twists for the week. my body is NOT happy with me.
I’m incredibly thankful for all these moments the universe has bestowed on us this week. Goodness is abundant.
ps. if anyone is interested in obtaining maine themed books you can find them here: One Morning in Maine, Blueberries for Sal, The Little Fisherman, About Birds: A Guide for Children
hubster and i took in My Morning Jacket this past sunday. it might have been their best show from them i’ve seen thus far. if they’re coming through your town, i highly suggest catching them this time ’round:
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