after work, i come home to the warmest greeting imaginable. josh was sweet enough to capture it. could you believe she’s 8 months old already? she has two bottom teeth, she crawls from room to room and loves to dance. She’s so engaged and curious, my favorite age yet.
i am still incredibly humbled and honored to mother this sweet child. i often tell josh, i can’t believe she’s mine. he reminds me that she’s mine to guide and not to keep. for now, i’m reveling in the closeness and i welcome the continuous change.
i woke up this morning and the sun was lying like a birthday parcel on my table so i opened it up and so many happy things went fluttering into the air — i don’t believe i’ve ever been so heavy with happiness. – from the love letters of zelda fitzgerald
balancing being a new mama, work, breast feeding and all the rest…soaking in this chapter.
for our eight year (together) anniversary, on the summer solstice, we headed to moma for the rain room exhibit. we are both fans of interactive art and couldn’t think of a better way to spend our special day.
from the moma website: A field of falling water that pauses wherever a human body is detected, Rain Room offers visitors the experience of controlling the rain. Known for their distinctive approach to contemporary digital practice, Random International’s experimental projects come alive through audience interaction—and Rain Room is their largest and most ambitious to date. The work invites visitors to explore the roles that science, technology, and human ingenuity can play in stabilizing our environment. Using digital technology, Rain Room creates a carefully choreographed downpour, simultaneously encouraging people to become performers on an unexpected stage and creating an intimate atmosphere of . . .
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popping in quickly to show you my crochet braids. my little cousin was sweet and patient enough to come over and spend a couple of hours doing my hair. i washed and deep conditioned my hair following naptural85′s regimen. my cousin cornrowed my hair and crocheted kinky marley hair into the braids, so my hair is in a protective style and i get to enjoy a fro. i have a huge hair crush on cyntthia (who is so lovely by the way, i bumped into her at the brooklyn flea early this summer). glad i could get the look even though i don’t have the length yet.
on the stormy thursday evening of june 27th, i gave birth to my daughter elisane (pronounced ellie-zan). this was certainly the most powerful experience of my life. i gave birth naturally and vaginally, no inductions, no epidural. i’ll share more about that when i write my birth story. these photos are bits and pieces of the last month.
she loves her changing table, she looks up at the sky during the day and checks out the twinkling lights of the city at night in the wee hours of the night, erm morning, we listen to edith piaf, curtis mayfiled and bob marley. the good thing about having a baby in the summer is…they don’t need much clothing, i couldn’t resist these leg warmers though, great for when the ac is on. nesting. we met up with friends to toast our bebe at our local beer garden after . . .
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and this concludes my maternity series. alas the baby has seen the light. these photos were taken just two days before i gave birth. as you can imagine there isn’t nearly as much time as there once was, hence how slow things have been around here, but i love being present with my wee little one. even as i write this, my eyes are shutting, so off i go to snooze for a while. i hope you all on this side of the world are enjoying summer.
ten years ago my sister (pictured here) was preggars with my eldest sister. my nephews were born three months apart and have grown up together like brothers and the best of friends. fast forward ten years later and my sister is now preggars with me and our kiddos will be just one month apart and maybe even less considering my little one isn’t quite ready to join the world yet. we were at our friend’s bbq and josh snapped these photos, we will certainly treasure these for many years to come.
so it’s safe to say that i’m a daddy’s girl, many of my dad’s old friends say that when i’m around, they feel like he’s around. they say we carry the same sort of energy and vibe and that are mannerisms are similar. i’m crazy about my old man for so many reasons. i respect that he’s been married to my mom for forty-two years. i love that when i go home i can hang out with both of them like i have since i was a kid. my dad takes his role as father very seriously. i don’t think he was ever late picking me up and i didn’t learn to drive till i was 25 (seven years ago) so he would pick me up quite a bit as you could imagine. what i respect the most about him, is that he was born in the most . . .
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…this handsome gentleman made an honest woman out of me.
p.s. more photos here & here