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rain for me | Piles of Laundry
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Tell me a story. no prompt. Recovery. for all of us. →. August 12, 2014. It’s raining. it’s actually pouring and it has been for hours. somehow i can’t cry anymore. the grey day is very calming to me, making me feel at once small and yet timeless. appropriate. like my body is conducting my soul toward a meeting set years ago. i feel the storm is endless. The mountains of disbelief (did i say that? The next hours were just pain and more pain. an ultrasound that was excruciating. Then she was sitting alone...
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Yoga, Mama? | Piles of Laundry
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I am a Viniyoga trained teacher at the 500 hour level. I have over 11 years of teaching experience in both public and private classes. After I became a mother I struggled to have a regular yoga practice. I would come to my mat feeling the pressure of dishes in the sink, dinners to be made, email to be checked, and PILES OF LAUNDRY to be folded, and find myself. Distracted that I would give up and go back to mom-work. Frustrating! To practice with. I modify to make whatever I am doing appropriate for ...
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snow love | Piles of Laundry
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Winter Solstice →. January 20, 2014. Snowy sunrise on our street. Laila is truly an experience seeker, a sensation seeker. She demands to go out and feel the snow in her bare feet at 7am whenever we have snow (or rain for that matter, or even frost). Making big plans, diagramming a path for sleds in our yard…. Sledding at a nearby playground turned ski slope! And when I left work, the snow was coming down hard. I drove under 20mph the entire way home. And I still love snow days. June 18, 2014 at 5:24 pm.
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recovery. for all of us. | Piles of Laundry
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Recovery. for all of us. August 22, 2014. I am pretty sure my recovery is going amazingly well. My surgical wounds are practically fully healed, and I am moving really well. My son seems to understand what happened pretty well. He seems calm about it, and his questions are very direct and we answer him with direct facts about the pregnancy and the surgery. You shouldn’t DO THAT! 8221; Poor sweetheart. So now I am pointing out all the good things my body is doing and how healthy and strong I feel. What I ...
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tell me a story. no prompt. | Piles of Laundry
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Rain for me →. Tell me a story. no prompt. March 25, 2014. Finding a boy in the woods. I was out one time, with my family and they didn’t actually want to have a child. but one came which was me. and still they did not want a child so they built me a home in the woods. they built it against a home in the woods. It was a brick home who someone lived in it but put a sign out that said for sale. and then you guys bought it. And i could climb a tree with one hop. one hop to a big thick bush. A story by L:.
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Piles of Laundry | Home is where I want to be. Pick me up and turn me round. | Page 2
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Newer posts →. January 23, 2014. This year solstice finally made sense to me. The rising sun. i took this years ago when i was struggling with my newborn son who never slept. talk about beginnings forged in fire…. We were invited to come together with our community in a beautiful, heart felt ceremony of renewal and human connection to nature. For me, this was new year’s eve. What a beautiful thing to do for solstice! It was inspiring, all the thought that went into this evening. About making peace with t...
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Elliot's World: August 2011
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Monday, August 8, 2011. Elliot overwhelmed by Emalina's Presence. There are far too many things in this video that are funny. Rather than me write them all here, just have a look for yourself at sheer, unbridled, excitement. Links to this post. Some videos from the past 3 months. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Bun in the Oven. Surviving the Summer Swelter. The Blue Eyed Boy. Elliot overwhelmed by Emalinas Presence. Some videos from the past 3 months. View my complete profile.
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Elliot's World: June 2012
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Sunday, June 10, 2012. Elliot has such a large vocabulary that at times I have to laugh hearing such big words in such a small voice. Recently, he has said some things that really made me laugh or warm my heart (or both) but he didn't get them just right. Me: "Elliot, how's is going in there? Elliot: It's going great because the way I build is really sopisticate. (Soo-pis-tic-ate). Elliot: "Mom, I can tell I'm growing because I'm not declakit anymore. (Dek-la-kit). Links to this post. A Bun in the Oven.
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Winter Solstice | Piles of Laundry
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Tell me a story. no prompt. →. January 23, 2014. This year solstice finally made sense to me. The rising sun. i took this years ago when i was struggling with my newborn son who never slept. talk about beginnings forged in fire…. We were invited to come together with our community in a beautiful, heart felt ceremony of renewal and human connection to nature. For me, this was new year’s eve. What a beautiful thing to do for solstice! It was inspiring, all the thought that went into this evening. About mak...
