Tuesday, February 25, 2014

The 52 Project - 8/52

"A portrait of my son, once a week every week in 2014"

Well, my love, what a week it's been. I love that just last week, I was posting about how much you'd grown up, and this week I've been reminded just how much of a baby you still are. I love this portrait of your face, as it seems to capture a glimpse of that dichotomy between baby and little boy that so defines our days. 

Last night, you apparently decided you no longer wanted to be wearing...anything at all, and mommy was greeted this morning by a completely naked boy standing surrounded by the contents of his very full and very messy diaper. Our morning was...less than happy to say the least. You went on to grind almost an entire blueberry waffle into the just-vacuumed carpet, and, with a positively evil grin, threatened to topple over not one but two of the mountains of clean laundry awaiting folding. This mommy got a not-so-flattering look at the limits of her patience. I worry a lot these days, about bringing a newborn into a home with so much noise and mess and examples of my mothering inadequacies. But even on days like today, I am reminded of how...worth it it is to bring babies into the world. Of how much incomparable richness the tiny people add to our world. I look at your face and wonder how I ever lived without ever feeling it pressed up against mine. And I know that a second baby will only multiply the love, though that doesn't seem possible. Thank you for all you teach me, little one.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

The 52 Project - 7/52

Well, here we are at week 7! I am just so proud of myself for making it even this far! Hoping this helps me actually get in the habit of posting regularly again!

"A portrait of my son once a week, every week in 2014"

After almost seven solid weeks of subzero temperatures and record snowfall, today we finally, finally caught a break! The sun was out, and when we ventured out this morning, it was a balmy 30 degrees, and it felt like Spring! I couldn't believe how much you'd grown up and changed, even since the last time we really played outside...you are just so much...older. Even the other adults who spend time with you have commented on how much you've grown up in the last few months. It's hard to describe how that kind of pride in your baby feels. It helps this mommy breathe out some of the anxiety over how you will handle your new baby brother when he makes his appearance. I'm just so impressed by you, my little son, and I am just having so much fun watching you grow up.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

The 52 Project 6/52

Hello all,

A little late this week as well :). Hoping to have our lovely new computer (that my amazing husband is building from scratch!) up and running in time for next week's photo, and hopefully for some sewing projects/tutorials I've been working on as well.

"A portrait of my son once a week, every week in 2014"

You are just the happiest baby. I am so excited that I captured a piece of your glee today. You are my darling ray of sunshine in this ridiculously frigid Midwestern winter. I'm so happy you're my boy. 

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

The 52 Project 5/52

Well, we are a little late this week, due to our desktop computer that has served us well for over five years finally breathing its last breath. According to my extremely smart and technically-savvy husband, the motherboard is fried. All I can think of when he says that is Star Wars, if that gives you any clue as to the extent of my technical computer-y know-how :).

So, I am attempting to post from my husband's laptop. We'll see how this goes.

"A portrait of my son, once a week every week in 2014."

What to say this week? It's been eventful to say the least. This photo ended up capturing quite an accurate description of how life has been for us lately. My lovely electric piano in the left-hand corner is currently a shelf for boxes of Christmas ornaments and decorations that currently have no other place to go. The NFL forced itself into our home in the form of a balloon, given to you, my darling, by an adoring cashier at our grocery store. And you, distracted by something on Sesame Street, almost the only moment I could capture this week in which you were not in un-photographable motion, or trying to get behind the camera yourself. Our life is a bit chaotic right now, but you are unfazed. You're so happy and easily pleased. You're constantly teaching this mommy that worry and anxiety have no place in a world where there are delightful things like balloons, Sesame Street, baskets of toys, and a warm house in which to run and jump and yell and sing. You make me better, baby. I love you so much.