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February 26, 2016

Q + A



the other day, i had asked on my instagram if people would be so kind to tell me a little bit about themselves and if they had a question, to go ahead and ask and that i would answer. well, oh my goodness, the stories and lives and questions just blew me away. my mom texted me telling me how she couldn't believe where some of you lived, and either could i! lebanon! quebec! south africa! china! australia! there's so many beautiful people in this world and i am so deeply touched to have read each story. i wish there was a way to respond a bit easier, but with instagram's interface, it was just so daunting. so i decided to just answer all the beautiful (and humbling) questions here. 

i wish i could respond to each and every soul who told me about themselves but know that i read each and every story and i wish we could all just gather around a giant circular table and chat.

so, without further aideu, some of the questions asked and answered below. i feel a bit vulnerable with some of my responses, so please understand that i'm just trying to answer as openly and honestly as i know how. 

it's a long one, dear friends. it took me most of the week to answer them, so it may take you that long to read! ha! 

Q + A

What's your favorite meal?

the homemade pizza steve and i make. it's my homemade crust i've perfected over the years, homemade red sauce, fontina cheese, red pepper flakes, large cannelloni beans, carmelized onions, chicken apple sausage, oiled arugula and cracked eggs on top :)

What's your favorite smell?


my mother's clothes hanging in her closet, they always have traces of her perfume still left on them. and my husband after he shaves his whiskers :)

Favorite Color?

mauve rose

What was the last thing that made you laugh? Cry?

laugh? my husband walking in the house at 6:30 in the morning eating a baguette straight from the bag. cry? i think the other day when i felt pretty awful about how i looked.

What's your favorite day of the week?

sunday afternoon because steve is most always home that day and nothing much is on the agenda besides brunch, naps and a hearty dinner and wine.

Where do you live now?

northern california in the wine country.

Where do you shop for your son's clothes?

old navy, h + m, zara, target, thrift stores.

What do you do? Job wise

homemaker

What did you study in college?


english

What did you do before you became a mama?


assistant teacher at a private school

How do you feel with such a popular account?

that word makes my stomach churn. i don't think i have a popular account by any means, but i'm humbled to have had a few people follow along our little way. i do however sometimes second-guess and over think about my online presence and where i fit in, if at all.

How has the dynamic between a boy and girl been? What about adding a sibling in general?

it's been so natural. gus is very kind to his sister, but for the most part, he is always just doing his own thing, not really interested in her unless i kind of insist on him giving her a kiss, or a gentle rub on her cheek. i know we have created future best friends and it warms my soul knowing this.



How often do you buy flowers?

in the spring and summer months i rarely buy flowers, i just pick them from our garden. but i buy flowers each and every week, mostly from trader joes or what not. even a few stems of stock is enough for me.

Where would go if you could take your family anywhere on vacation?

we want to go to france to visit my brother and sister-in-law hopefully soon.

When are you going to write a book?

oh, my. this is in the works.

What's your favorite scent to use around the house?

coffee brewing in the morning, the tub after our children's bath, a good roasted chicken in the oven, jasmine in the spring.

How did you know your husband was "the one?"

he sent me a text at two in the morning a few weeks after we were dating. he was eating pancakes alone at Ihop and he said "i want to be eating pancakes with you at two in the morning one day." and that's when i knew.

Have you ever been to Iceland?

no, but in my dreams i will.

How do you carve out time to yourself with two little ones?

i find it in between the cracks of stolen time. maybe when gus is asleep and fi is asleep in my arms, i can put on a song or the kettle on for tea and write or just be. or, i take them both outside and it's good for us all.

lately, i've been waking up around 5:30 or 6am just to have some hours of quiet and calm all to myself.

What's your favorite homemaking task?

making the beds and setting the table, especially if it's for guests. i love excuses to make pretty tablescapes.



What do you do to keep yourself mentally and physically healthy?

mentally, i write and photograph and read stories and current events and inspirational excerpts. lately i've been loving listening to wayne dyer on youtube while i go about my day. his words really resonate with me. physically, i just started getting back to the gym! oh man.

How do you take your coffee?

vanilla creamer, soy, or if i'm being really indulgent, that super horrible-for-you coffee mate one.

What is your favourite flower?

any and all roses. people often think of roses in the kind you can buy at walgreens. but if you only knew how many varieties there are ,your heart would break into a thousand pieces. look up a "divine julia" rose, for example.



Any summer plans? Home projects?

we have plans for mexico, michigan and we are putting in a green house and painting our kitchen bright white!

Do you make most of your clothes?

no, i buy them. or i alter them to my liking :)

What's the hardest thing you've faced being a mom on Instagram?

pressure that you place on yourself, in all forms. from the style, words, coloring, all of it. you have to kind of wear rose colored glasses when you look because that place can be really unhealthy if you let it.

What were your most pivotal years, when did you become Kerrie Moon, if that makes sense?

i think i've always been me, really. always kind of doing my own thing. every boyfriend i've ever had thought i lived in a "butterfly world" and that just kind of sums me up. i think becoming steve's wife and augustus and fiorella's mother has really shifted my internal parts into a more permanent place that i've become to recognize even clearer.

What was the day and the life of Kerrie Moon before motherhood like? (hi karla!)

oh, ha. what was it like? i'm beginning to forget. i could run into a store and back out in ten minutes. and i slept a lot more. and i could make plans at the drop of a hat and had no problem going for drives just because. or driving to san francisco on a tuesday evening just for dinner and dancing. and spending hours and hours and hours rewriting first and last paragraphs. and sometimes i miss that freedom, of course i do.

but this. right here. this is where i am. and this is what i love.

How does an every day morning start out?

i open my eyes to my sweet baby girl who is sleeping between steve and i, stare at or nurse her while steve slips quietly out of the room to prepare our coffee. i also open the blinds to let in the light and it brings me so much joy.

What moment of essence brings you the most nostalgia?

for me, it's looking back on photos, always. i go back to that place in time, and it's like i can almost reach out and touch it, but i'm grasping at air because it's gone. i can only hold it inside of me and it can often bring me to the point of tears if i let it.

What has been your most interesting job (motherhood doesn't count)?

ha, oh man, i've had a lifetime of jobs it seems, from working at a yogurt shop, to being a receptionist, a hostess at an irish bar - to making afternoon tea and biscuits for a company in london and teaching at a private school (i could seriously go on and on) but what i will say my most interesting job has been my dearly beloved shop, Shopbonjourmoon. it brings me so much joy, not only in finding pieces but in the interaction and behind-the-scenes of it all. it's pretty magical.


Do your sweet little ones get to enjoy the sounds of these artists (my musical selection) and how do they respond?

oh, my, yes.  do they ever. our house is a very musical one, as my husband - their daddy - is a professional musician (piano). while he plays in a popular band in our area + also owns a sound company, he is classically trained, so each and every day we have music coming out our windows. liszt, mozart, horowitz, etc. steve is also an avid classical record collector, so we listen to actual classical records each and every day, too. he will begin our morning by making coffee and putting on a record, and often gus will pick it out.  it's beautiful to witness.

however, i did not grow up on classical music, so my love and appreciation for it only goes so far, you know? ha! when steve's not around, i put on music that we can dance to or get lost in, and that's where i think gus will become a little more rounded.  with daddy, you get the classics. with mama, you get what's current. right now, gus is obsessed with john legend and ellie goulding. oh, and dawin's "dessert." don't tell steve, you guys.

Where do you get all your dresses from? 

this may have been my most asked question, which is so funny, because most of my dresses, truly, are from thrift shops. i always joke with steve and say that even if i was a billionaire, i would still visit thrift shops because they are so a part of me. i just love them so. mostly the hunt for something unique, one-of-a-kind, floral-y or just plain beautiful. it brings me so much joy to happen upon a perfectly beautiful button down dress just sitting on the rack waiting for someone to find her. if you only knew the amount of times i came home running in to steve saying "oh my gosh i just found thee perfect dress for like $4!" 

other than thrift stores, like any woman, i love love love Free People, Anthropologie, Forever 21 and Asos (online).

and my absolutely dream is to start my Christy Dawn collection. her pieces are just everything i find to be beautiful.


What is the brand of your beautiful dress?

thrifted!



What is something that really annoys you? Like a pet peeve.

oh my gosh. know-it-alls reallyyyy get to me. 

As a mom, what is the one thing you most struggle with?

do you have all day? hehe. i would say my struggles in my motherhood stem from the struggles in my womanhood, without a doubt. my feelings of self-worth and inadequacy are all part of my unresolved journey i have faced - and continue to face as a woman. my confidence can often plummet if i let it (not just in how i look, but how i go about the world) and on those days, i really question my motherhood. 

social media doesn't help in this, at all. each minute of the day you have access to other people's lives - how they do things, how they don't do things, what every hour of the day looks like practically, and you'd be a pretty tough rock if you didn't compare. then you begin really looking at yourself, not just in the mirror, but deep in your core, where your heart and soul and all that gut-reaction-stuff sits and you wonder AM I DOING IT ALL WRONG? 

i do that all the time. to what i feed my children, to how we sleep, to what i dress them in, etc.

but most days, it doesn't last long. because this is my life. our life. this is our story to tell. no one else's. and god didn't make us all the same. he made us all different, but with a few common threads which aren't based on how we do things, but if there's love in us when we do them, and that's what i remember when i'm questioning it all.


Where did you grow up?

sonoma county, california.

How many children do you want?

we are so fortunate to have what we have now. i don't know what the future holds, so we shall see ;)

What is your favorite lipstick?

i'm so picky with my lipsticks because for one, i hate the feeling of lipstick, especially lip gloss. 
so i use a little burt's bees and then a lip liner as lipstick.

the one i've worn almost every day is this one 

How did you come to naming your children?

oh, naming our children! it's not easy for us, that's for sure. for both of our children, it took us the entire pregnancy to even agree on a single name, i'm not kidding you. my husband is theee pickiest and so many names i absolutely LOVED i had to let go because he just couldn't love them like i did. in fact, i took videos for both augustus and fiorella as we were on the way to the hospital and i have film of us laughing because we were both like "omg what are we naming our baby." both times! after we spend a few hours with them, the names we had in both of our hearts end up being their names without question.

my husband came up with augustus and it was a name we loved from the very, very beginning. we loved that he could be an auggie, aug or gus. i can't imagine a more fitting name for our little boy.

 i found fiorella's name while looking up nordic words for flowers on the internet and somehow fiorella was on the list and it just stopped me dead in my tracks. while it's italian, the meaning "little flower" was everything i wanted in a name and that was that.

What other names did you have picked out?

we didn't have many, especially for boys. but we loved the names
winslow, ellamae, viola and imogen. 

What is the most beautiful english word and sentence to you?

"ever thine, ever mine, ever ours" - beethoven wrote this in a letter to his "immortal beloved" and it's often how i sign my love letters to my husband. 


How old are you?

29 

What country do you live in?

USA

What has been the most fulfilling chapter of your life thus far? what was the hardest lesson you had to learn? the best thing you've ever surrendered? 

wow, what a question. the most fulfilling for me was  becoming steve's wife and parenting alongside him as a mother to our children. there is no one else in this world who understands me or loves me like he does, and it's his love that truly makes my motherhood what it is.

the hardest lesson is one that i learn every day : to give yourself over to the moment and let it be what it is. 

What keeps you encouraged?

waking up each morning and seeing life around me, in my children, my husband, hearing the birds or garbage man, looking outside my window and seeing flowers on the trees or a new sprout on my hydrangea bush, thoughts that come to me from out of nowhere that i have to quickly jot down, the way my husband looks at me, my own mother's words, the trust i have in god. every day things and the bigger, beautiful truths in this world encourage me each and every day.

What are your dreams?

i have many. i dream of becoming a master gardener and growing my own flowers at home and making bouquets. nothing grounds me as much as playing alongside petals do. i dream of writing a book and getting published and having a small gathering reading my favorite passages to people in a candlelit room. i dream of designing my own simple but beautiful dress line. i dream of taking our children to italy and france in the summer, with freckled skin and fresh olive oil we pressed from the orchard. i dream of seeing all my loved ones live long, happy lives.

Tell me about your first love

oh, that first love. he was wonderful. we were both seventeen and he was my very first kiss and he was gentle and kind and handsome. it was all pretty sweet. until he dumped me and i cried my eyes out and hated him. :)



What's your favorite insta account to follow?

currently, i'm really loving following floral design accounts. i love opening up my feed and seeing giant roses or ranunculus up close. 

Favorite perfume?

i have two. one that i wore for most of my life, jean paul gaultier "classique" and my very favorite, one that my husband picked out and randomly surprised me with, estee lauder's pleasures "florals."

Best book you've read recently?

i haven't given myself the gift of time to sit down and read lately (so bad, but so ture), but i've been flipping though a book called "stories from the motherline."

What's honest/real/raw advice you can offer to a newly married heart?

make that first year memorable and feel it all. feel the first time you say "my husband" to a stranger. feel that first argument where you just want to shut the door and be alone. feel the first moment you feel like his or her wife. feel the bond that ties you eternally. feel god in between you both. feel the new routines you establish and learn to love them : how your toothbrushes look side by side. how your name looks printed on your license. how you check the window to see if he's home. how he looks picking out the cereal. what color sheets you both chose as a married couple. all these little things become YOUR things, part of YOUR story in YOUR marriage. just give space for the beauty that you are creating together.

Where do you see yourself in five years time? More children? Moving home or any big changes?

in five years time, i'll be in my thirties. gulp. i just hope i will have more of this. happier days. more confidence. a little more faith in everything and everyone, including myself.

Where do you find the clothing for your shop?

thift stores and vintage shops. i also used to work with a man who had a warehouse of thee most beautiful vintage clothing. he would give me boxes upon boxes. i miss it so much.



If you ever did mission work where would you go and why and what do you hope your children would learn from their experience?

i don't care where we would go as much as i care about the cause. children + animals + the elderly have such a sacred space in my heart and life. i would hope that by trying to mend the hearts of those hurting, our children would learn empathy, sensitivity and limitless love.


What is your favorite movie?

this one is embarrassing to answer because i know how silly it is. but it's the truth because it will ALWAYS remind me of my relationship with my own mama, whom i love so deeply.  

"Because I Said So"

Where did you go on your honeymoon?

we had plans on taking our big honeymoon, but we became pregnant two months after we were married. so, we are still planning it! maybe in like ten years. 

What are a few of your favorite bands/musicians?

oh gosh. i could list SO many. but i'll just list what i always have on my spotify at any given moment..

brian eno, frank ocean, sigur ros, olafur arnalds, bon iver, phox, lana del rey.



How did you and steve meet?

he was playing in a band and we made eye contact that lasted about three hours. it was mesmerizing. my best friend wrote my name and phone number on a napkin and pushed me to the front of the stage to hand it to him. he stopped playing, bent over and touched the small of my back and whispered something very sweet and that's how we met. i get all gooey inside thinking about it.

Where did you go on your first date?

Blue Plate in San Francisco on a rainy Sunday in December. We recreate this date every single year. i leaned across the table first, and that's where we shared our first kiss. i couldn't hold off on making the first move, he was and still is so dreamy.

What's your favorite book?

swann's way by marcel proust has always touched me in such a profound way. 

Which movie made you cry the most?

steel magnolia's, always. 

What song reflects your soul?

"in trutina" by carmina burina. my husband picked this song out as his song to me and i walked down the aisle to it. it makes me weep.

What's the funniest moment you and steve shared?

we have so many but one that always stands out is a time when steve and i went on one of our first date after augustus was born. we had had a few cocktails at this fancy bar in a hotel and when we left, steve found a cart where you carry your luggage and he said for me to get on because he wanted to "take me for a little ride." he pushed me in circles and loops and really really fast and everyone and their mother was staring at us. then, the hotel manager came out and basically said like "WTF you need to leave" and shook his head with such disappointment at us. we ran off hysterically laughing and sometimes it just feels so good to be a rebel with the one you love and trust the most.

Do you keep a diary?

i used to, quite a bit. and i need to more.

What were you doing before you got married and started a family?

i was just out of college and working at a private elementary school.



Does social media stress you out? like a love/hate relationship?

all the time. the amount of email's and private messages can really put me into anxiety-mode if i let it. i have learned that all things happen in their own time, and i am trying to ease up on feeling guilty if i don't get to an email for a few weeks, or few months. 

What is the mental process you go through when you feel overwhelmed or down? What makes you happy and calms you down?

my thoughts travel rapidly so i have learned some tools over the years on how to stop them. mostly it's removing myself from where i am and going outside. the distraction of a tree or a petal or a bird overhead always soothes me. or i call my mom or husband sobbing and that helps too :)

Do you have any online vintage shops you could recommend to find your beautiful dresses?

i've only purchased a few vintage items online, and when i have they've been found by randomly searching for "floral dresses" on etsy :)

How do you relax and recharge?

going outside, editing photos, watching 'the office', laying with my husband after the babies are in bed, playing with petals, sitting at a coffee shop alone, wandering the aisles of a thrift store, opening the windows and rearranging furniture.



What is your favorite mood music?

briano eno is really lovely.

What would you say is the most surprising thing about motherhood?

how much i've learned about who i was always meant to be.

How do you seem to do it all so effortlessly and beautifully? (ok, totally blushing)

i am not sure how to respond really, if what i'm doing looks effortless, then perhaps it's just perception. i do try to do my own thing most days, whatever feels naturally, which for me is creating in some way, every day. when i create i am at peace and when i'm at peace, i'm much more grounded and happy and easy-going. it's vital for me.

How do you stay so calm?

i am not always calm, i'll say that first and foremost. anyone who has anxiety knows you can go from 1-10 within minutes so it takes a lot of breath and grounding to not totally lose it (which i do, like, all the time). whenever i feel like the day has become too much, i turn to god and ask him to lead the way from where i stand. somehow it always works out, because here i am. here we all are.



What are your hobbies?

taking photos, writing, cooking, decorating littler corners of my house, decorating cakes, sewing, thrifting, embroidery, floral arranging, working in my garden, making things with my hands.

What makes you feel alive?

being with my little family, just being together doing little things, like going for a walk or making dinner or picking out the groceries. every day things, really.

Where do you find your home decor?

all over, really. antique stores, ikea, cost plus, etc.

What app do you use to edit photos?

i only use VSCO and then i change the lightness just slightly with the iphone editing that comes with the phone and is available on each photo. i like how the pigments change just so.

What activities do you do with your littles during the week?

oh this varies all the time. we do a lot of outside time now that it's warmer. baking, coloring, painting, searching for rocks, imaginary play, water play, collecting curiosities, going for walks, cleaning, playing at the park, library, etc. 

Are your dresses from charity shops (thrift stores)?

lots are, yes!

When did you start writing?

in high school i was so emo, remember that term? and i used to write write write write write every day and that's how it started for me, really. those dark, angst-y teen years kind of set up the semi-writer in me :)

What challenges you in the art of it? (writing)

oooh good question! the challenges come when i'm trying to relay my thoughts into my words. my thoughts are often so much more beautiful than my words and it's always so frustrating when they don't match. kind of like looking at a picture of the grand canyon and standing next to it. they're two separate experiences entirely and my goal each and every day is to try and get them as close to matching as i possibly can. 

How have you learned to improve yourself (writing) over the years?

i have improved by giving myself the space for confidence, knowing that what it is i want to say, i have the ability to say it if i just trust my process. the process for me includes writing every day, and not being afraid to stop what i'm doing in order to work on a sentence or an idea. i give myself space for the art. that's really important and it used to not always be like that for me.

some people wake up each morning and force themselves to exercise or to just put pen to paper. it doesn't work like that for me, though. it comes through me and i have learned when it's about to happen and i let it happen by making the space.



What's your favorite thing about becoming a mom and what has surprised you the most?

my favorite thing. oh, i can't answer that, i have so many. but there's nothing in the world that compares to your children needing only you in a moment, in any capacity. a hug, a kiss, an embrace, a song. it's not shared with anyone else but you and your child and it's everything.

What is your favorite dessert?

i loovee bread pudding. specifically, my mother's bread pudding.

If you can think of one, what is your FAVORITE thing about motherhood?

the warmth of my babies in my arms. how they feel, how the smell, how many blessings i've whispered into their ears. how small they are when they sleep, and how limitless they are without even knowing. how their very innocence makes me a better human being.

How old were you when you had augustus?

26

When will you be selling on Shopbonjourmoon again? And where is your dress and fiorella's dress from?

i hope to get back to it soon. it's a very big important part of who i've become and once fiorella gets a little older, i think i'd love to bring it back into my life. and her dress is from Rickshaw Designs :)

I would love to know how your path led you to your husband and this beautiful life that you share, what your ambitions were as a girl pre-college and your favorite choice of footwear.

i think everything came together just so in our  unlikely path's crossing.  i was in college when i met steve, and since he's much older than i (he's eighteen years older), he was far more established than i. but we have made it work almost seamlessly and i am very proud of that. when i was in college, the only thing i was dreaming about was what life would look like years from there, and as boastful as this sounds - and i do apologize - i can truly say my life is much more than i dreamed for myself. because of him.

and my favorite footwear? i love slip-ons with straps. currently loving a pair of blush flats from urban outfitters :)



What your favorite rose is, a rose that you grow in your garden?

this changes all the time, but this week i  love how quicksand roses make me feel. :)

Who do you most admire and why?

devoted, tired, hard-working, worried, consumed, weepy, in-love, happy, creative, exhausted, bad-ass, mother's of the world.

What do you love most about being a woman and femininity?

i love that we have the ability to create life within us, not just carrying life, but creating a place of love that seems untouchable by any other species. i love having intuition and empathy and seeing the flowers on the side of the road and in between the cracks on the street. i think it's a beautiful gift to be able to see the world in the details, and i find a lot of women share that gift.

What are the mundane things you worry about?

i mostly worry about the safety and lives of those i love. i just want them to always, always be in the safest of hands, which is why i am constantly asking god about their protection.  i know this isn't mundane, but it's so much a part of me, that in a way, it's become an every day mundane prayer, really.

Do you think about your budget or if you forgot to switch the laundry etc?

oh, of course. i always weigh the cost of things, need vs. want, ya know? and i am horrible at switching the laundry! how many times i've had to restart a cycle because i forgot it in the wash. too many to count!

What high school stereotype will overwhelm you as a parent? 

hmm. i think there's a lot of pressure in high school to become someone or something truly great and above-and-beyond, and i want my children to know that as long as it's with a passionate and full heart, whichever path they choose to travel will be theirs to explore, all their own. i want them to fully immerse themselves in who they need to become by allowing the space and creativity to do so, even if it doesn't match what i think. 

Where do you want to go mostly - as is there a place that is magical for you, country, town, city, sea, forest, dreamland?

there are many places for me that exist in magic. a happy place, yeah? i would say my backyard in our hot tub at night under the giant moon and sea ranch, california.

Do you plan to homeschool?

we discuss this a lot, but we have many amazing schools in our area that make us really consider what our best option is.

Will you ever try to publish your words?

yes :)

 And also, just how you are ?

i'm really tired, but well. thank you :)




 Are you an introvert?

yes. small talk makes me so nervous. 

You seem to love tinkering at home and taking life slowly with your babies and hubby... But you also interact with so many people through Instagram and your blog. How often do you find yourself in social settings?

great question. i am never the life of the party but i'm not a wallflower either. rather shy, but i do open up once i let my nervous guard down. i'm married to an incredibly gifted extrovert, who can talk to anyone and everyone for hours on end, without pausing. he is SO good at carrying conversation so i often cling to him, but i'm learning, slowly, "bird by bird" as anne lamott says, to open up more.

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thank you for reading. if i missed any questions, feel free to let me know! 

xxo

July 14, 2015

MOTHERING TWO/ PROJECTION

we had gone out for pho on sunday evening and i ended up on my hands and knees in the restaurant, cleaning up the entire bowl of noodles augustus purposefully threw onto the ground. he was still in his high chair as i was on the ground, continuing to slowly drop parts of his dinner off the table and in that moment, i kind of lost it. i raised my voice, became quickly upset and immediately frustrated. steve was paying at the counter so missed this entire moment, but as he turned back to check on us, my eyes were about to burst.

i can't do this, i said. there's no way.

he sympathized with my frustration, and helped me off the floor, only to watch me leave the restaurant abruptly and apologetically waving to the waitress while mouthing "i'm sorry" as we left a tornado of a two year old on the table, chairs and floor. i started crying in the car, telling steve how hard this age is. how am i supposed to discipline him? why does he do this? does he even know what he's doing or does he think it's funny?

do all two year olds do this? or is it just him?

(now, of course, it should be deeply noted that all moments aren't like this. for the most part, they aren't. but, it's important, i think, to note the harder moments. the ones that test you and pull at you and leave you needing the light back again. the ones that humble and embarrass you. the ones that remind you of your mortality and of your bare human nature and of of course, our collective truth that we aren't perfect so we can't expect that of our children. nor should we. nor would we. and also, as a reminder, that it's ok to feel like you're the only one going through whatever it is you're going through. because the truth is, most likely, you aren't. and we all need to hear that sometimes.)





what went from crying literally over spilled noodles turned quickly into questioning my ability as a mother. and then even quicker, as a mother of two.

i have so much left to figure out. i have so much we need to work on. he's not even sleeping in his own bed. he still uses a pacifier. god forbid his beloved blanket ever get lost.

all these things. all these things that are our so very right now began catapulting straight into that large cavity in my body where i let worry root and flourish.

my husband assured me. grabbed my hand, kissed it over and over as we were driving, and said, "first, it's going to be hard. really, really hard. but it's worth it. all of this is worth it."  then he said "and second. life is full of challenges. and we will handle them together. and we are not going home. we can't let the hard moments be what we remember from his evening."

so he drove us to our town square to let gus run and get us all ice cream.

after we parked, there was a family sharing a pizza sitting down in the grass a few feet away from us. two twin boys. one boy a little older. and a baby girl, probably no more than four months. and there they were. sharing a pizza on a warm sunday evening as though it were just an ordinary, every day type of thing. the baby was balanced on the father's lap, one twin boy was in his mother's arms and the other two boys were pouring more parmesan cheese onto their pizza and it all made perfect sense. it looked real and normal and so...ok.

i'm not naive to think that perhaps ten minutes from this or ten minutes prior to this could have been or will be disastrous. there could have been meltdowns and tantrums and throwing of food and unsanctioned behavior and hitting for absolutely no reason, too. but what i saw was a moment for a family of six that appeared to have been written in the stars. it was there all along.

it is in us to survive. to rise above. not from the ashes, but from our own created dust. it is in us to persevere, find the good, wake up and look for it, make choices to see it and grab it and belong to it.

what we don't know, we will learn.

what we don't know, we can learn.

if we find those rooted parts of ourselves that are braver and stronger than we believe. if we find the parts inside of us that were made to feed on a little more love, patience, and understanding.

if we can do a little more than what we are doing. if we can try a little harder than we're trying.

stepping back, it wasn't about the noodles on the ground or the rushed, messy meal. or the tantrums that happened at the dinner table. sure, it helped add to my already emotional state, but it was more based on my fear of not knowing what is truly to come, in so few short of months.

it was about questioning my motherhood, my ability to mother, my role in these tiny, perfectly-made beings, my part in the puzzle we are putting together each and every day.

it was about me. about where i feel i am lacking and where i am feeling unworthy and unequipped.

once i realized this, it was easier to traverse the difficult. it was easier to see myself beyond my motherhood and as a young woman trying to set a life that my children will look back and smile upon. i want them to see me as a woman of strength and forgiveness and love that will never give up even when the moment pushes me the ledge, waiting on only a slight breeze to watch me fall. i want them to feel a happiness that lingers in their bloodstream and see the good in all and give thanks every day for another chance. for all we have been given. for all that still lies ahead.

i want them to know how to carry on. how to make mistakes and take responsibility for them. i want to teach them what goodness looks like. what it feels like to know they are loved and safe. i want them to know that i stood - not in front of or behind - but beside them. i want them to see miracles when they look at trees and whole planets when they hold a flower. i want them to witness the parts of life that are hard so they hold on even tighter to the parts of life that are so wonderful.





because i know. because i deeply, deeply believe. the best days are still very much ahead of us.

we just have to find a way to keep that thought burning bright above us like halos.


and if none of what i wrote resonated with you,
have a look at this site . it will make you cry laugh,
and remind you that we are all in this thing called parenthood,
together.

high five, mamas. low hi's, dada's. let us laugh at all we think we know and celebrate all that we don't. that's what makes life miraculous.

April 8, 2015

MY SMALL MOTHERHOOD MOMENTS.






1/ palm desert bougainvillea mornings
2/ a tuesday we won't ever forget
3/ ten thousandth sleeping moment
4/ collected cards above gus' changing table
5/ "hug the clouds, baby boy"
6/ desert curiosities 
7/ before the pool
8/pick up from the airport, hand kisses on the ride home
9/ cloud gazing

lately, i've been waking at least three times a night. sometimes to pee, sometimes because gus is pressed too tightly against my body. other times because i can't turn the volume down low enough on my thoughts. when i wake, i softly bring my leg over to my husband's side, touching the soft tops of his feet, resting mine in their arch, even if for a moment. 

i've done this for as long as i can remember. mostly because i find great comfort in touch and in knowing where i belong. and that all i can ever hope to find will always exist within those feet that span the length of our bed.

in those still moments in the middle of the night, in the moments when i look to my right and see two extensions of my heart sleeping under the big dark sky, in our small white room - i know i have been led to them, to this place, by something more than perfect algorithms. 

with them, i am in my own galaxy, or a wormhole that exists right outside of everyone else's, where time both stops and fastens itself. 

i like to think that we are the stars and suns and moons that circle in unison by the weight of our own shared gravity.

/

a note to my gus

this morning while papa went to go get more coffee, you came back to bed where i was laying, and placed a giant bag of popcorn onto the bed and tried feeding me.

one for you, one for me.
one for you, one for me.

 you kissed my face about ten times, looked up with your finger pointing straight and said "airplane."

and then laughed before getting quiet again, burrowing yourself into my soft mama chest.

January 26, 2015

ARRIVAL OF THE BIRDS.











we were driving back from dinner the other night when i remembered i had a song i wanted my husband to listen to alongside me (the song listed above). mostly because it sounded what i think heaven sounds like and because i always ask if he could play the songs i love on the piano, to which he always says yes, without question.

when i finally got it to play, we had just pulled into our driveway, our house lit up by the lights we had left on and by the stars that seemed to still be soaking in the day's light. he turned off the engine, and there we sat, in the quiet and in the dark, taking in this orchestra together. it's amazing where a single song can take you and this song took us to a very sacred conversation of parenting and babies, marriage, and our days together.

how we want our days to be. what we want our son to experience. what we want to experience as a family of three, or four or five or six.

i just want my days to be slow and calm. i want to look out our windows at the birds resting from the sky and i want to always know when our hydrangeas are ready to be watered. i want to spend my days watching augustus learn the fine skill of stacking his blocks without having them crumble and i want to notice the little corners of my husbands mouth even more. i want to pick our produce from the farmer's market on sunday morning and spend too long smelling the blood oranges and clementines. i want to always travel the distance of my baby's forehead into the slope of his nose until he falls asleep and i want to stop what i'm doing to watch my husband close his eyes when he's writing a piece on his piano.

i want to cry less about what i look like and more about what it feels like to watch my little one wake up in the morning after a long night's sleep. i want to rely on the miraculous timing of god to give us our second baby and not on the time in which my phone says i'm fertile. i want to tell my husband every single day how much he is loved and worshipped and adored and respected. i want the voice my babies hear in their head of their mother to be soft and kind and safe and comforting. i want to stifle out any other noise that says they are anything less than star crafted and wonderful.

i want to be my own poet and write hundreds of words a day because it feels really fucking good to do so. i want there to be loads of tea boxes in our cupboards and blankets stacked for the nights that are cold and an extra pair of sandals in our car for last minute trips to the ocean. i want to always kiss my husband in front of our children so that they feel our love and carry it into whatever way they choose to love.

i want to always notice when our sheets have been washed and when my husband has been working out a little harder and compliment him on it. i want to always notice when he takes it upon himself to sweep or make our coffee and bring my favorite mug down from the shelf. i want to say thank you i love you thank you i love you more than all else.

i want my motherhood to be another testament of my love. i want to be heard by my children so that they know wherever they are, i am there, belonging to their very movements, telling them each and every step that the world always wants us to choose love despite what we may think.

i want to listen to songs together and ask what they think when they hear the president speak and what they feel when they see someone wandering for help on the street.

i want our days to be good and real and messy in all the ways that will ever matter. i don't need anyone else's life. i don't need anyone else's version of love.

i need mine. i need ours. i need exactly all that i have.

October 8, 2015

GREAT EXPECTATIONS.











right now there is a time, a place, that rests right before my body. the german's call it "the time of zwischen" - that time where they say mothers linger, the in between. if it were tangible, i would hold it like i do all the things i love. like it were a bubble or butterfly, an aurora or a rose on the brink. gently, methodically, purposefully - no movement too quick, no reaction too slow. this place is a middle earth of my motherhood, where i am not quite here, nor am i quite there. it is a slipstream, a slow moving current only i can hear and feel coming. this time, a time of impatience and trust is the hardest most magnificent work i've ever done. any moment could be the moment. any hour could be the hour. while waiting for that moment, i watch one of my children play in the sycamore leaves shouting about lizards and sandboxes all while feeling the other move down my stomach into perfect position. all of this, this time of being - it is what i would call, the greatest expectation of my life.

there is a thunder in my heart until he (or she) arrives.

/
ps: gus fell asleep in the car while the weekend's "i can't feel my face" was playing tonight and i carried him from the car into our bed and it was so beautiful. my cat winnie is also having a major hairball moment and i don't know exactly how to help her.

1/ 37 weeks while napping with my augustus
2/ morning wake up
3/ swaddle practice 
4/ my baby boy
5/ waiting on dada to come home from work
6/ farmer's market figs + 37 week belly
7/my angel
9/nothing fits anymore
10/sunday rest
11/ forever a mama's boy
12/ talkin to his auntie about taking a shower
13/ puffin rock chill time
14/ 38 week on the dot belly!
15/ and i thought he would color ever so nicely on this paper from IKEA :/
16/ the very love of my life
17/ autumn days, shirtless, under the sycamore tree
18/he told me to get on the swing, and then this. um, gus?
19/ switched positions, ah, much better.
20/  to know gus is to know he prefers the outdoors, in his diaper, with his red boot inserts.
21/ ah, the nights of pregnancy
22/ this face forever, please.
23/ raising boys