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Always Seeking: March 2013
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. A year-long journey is coming to an end this week. It will be a gradual ending but one still wrought with a few tears (already shed) and a bittersweet ache in my heart as I say goodbye to what has become a powerful bond between my son and me. I understand that I don't have to do this right now. Kellymom.com has a great post. I am grateful and amazed that I have been able to completely nourish my child this year. I look forward to the independence he is...
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Always Seeking: March 2015
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Reflections as a new mom of two. I am sitting in stillness this morning. The toddler has gone to "school" for the day. The baby is still sleeping after her 5:30 am feeding. The sun is rising in my backyard. I've spent some time in prayer, praying for my children, praying over us as parents. I read this most beautiful piece by Sarah Bessey this week: here we are again @ www.sarahbessey.com. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Reflections as a new mom of two. The Mo...
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Always Seeking: July 2014
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Reflections as a mother of one. 8220;Is he your first? When my son was just a baby and strangers would peer into the stroller at his squishable cheeks and rosebud lips, awing at the sight of our sweet bundle, this was often their first question. It was as though they were waiting to know whether to unleash an abundance of sage new parenting advice or simply smile, nod, and comment on how I must have my hands full or if he was the only boy, etc. One piece o...
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Always Seeking: April 2013
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. I recently said I could write a novel about what this past year has meant to me. I am not ready to write that novel, but this blog is a good place to start. There is so much more to come. Over this past year:. I never realized how strong I could be.or how weak. Childbirth is no joke. All pain aside, the sheer energy of waiting, pushing, waiting, pushing, waiting, pushing then ultimately having a c-section completely drained me. I never realized how much I ...
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Always Seeking: April 2014
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. I still watch my kid like a hawk when we go to the playground (secretly longing and yet already lamenting the day he can do it with me more on the sidelines). Dancing in the living room. Holding his hands as he tentatively crosses the wobbly bridge (saving up those precious hours after bed time for a hot shower and a spot on the couch). My own time feels like no time. To do lists feel like a joke. A precious, remarkable, humbling. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Always Seeking: June 2013
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Before I get to this entry's title, can I just say that I LOVE being a mom? Colin continues to fill our lives with such wonder, and I am amazed each day at what he is learning and developing. We were showing him a picture of a polar bear in his new Noisy Zoo book. I swear he immediately starting saying "br." You can ask him "where's the monkey? Which sounds to me like he may honestly be asking "what is this? Ah, life as a mom is so brutiful. Most likely, t...
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Always Seeking: reflections as a mother of one
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Reflections as a mother of one. 8220;Is he your first? When my son was just a baby and strangers would peer into the stroller at his squishable cheeks and rosebud lips, awing at the sight of our sweet bundle, this was often their first question. It was as though they were waiting to know whether to unleash an abundance of sage new parenting advice or simply smile, nod, and comment on how I must have my hands full or if he was the only boy, etc. One piece o...
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Always Seeking: a time to celebrate
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. A time to celebrate. As I enter my birthday month and the beginning of the new year, I am reflecting on all the goodness in my life. All the sadness. All the uglyness. All the awesomeness. All the laughter. All the tears. All the "stuff" that mixes together to make this one brutiful. The Intercollegiate YMCA of Indianapolis. Support the Intercollegiate YMCA: https:/ indymca.thankyou4caring.org/annualcampaign. Girls on the Run of Hamilton County. Peas and T...
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Always Seeking: are we doing it right?
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Are we doing it right? I know, I know.calm down, you say). But, gee, this entire "text" book written on baby and toddler brain development has me wondering if we have been as responsive to all of his cries has possible; have we picked him up enough? I think so; I wore him a lot has a baby and even wear him some now.); has daycare scarred him? Was he held enough while he was there as an infant? Again, I know, calm down). Our baby needs us to respond, to hol...
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Always Seeking: moving.forward
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A blog about living, learning, loving and being. Sometimes, you just gotta keep moving forward. I knew it wouldn't take me long to get to this post.because this post is about a new organization that is near to my heart. Girls on the Run. I mentioned it briefly in my first post, but now I want to go more in depth about what it is and why it has so much meaning to me- as a woman, as a runner, as a girl who once was (and sometimes still is) stuck in the "girl box.". Or get snubbed by the "in" crowd? And run...
