#2 b/c it's the second post of this sort and my second cup of coffee.
Easter Sunday feels a little different this time around.
When I was younger, it meant a new dress, paying my dues at church and hunting eggs or my father's creation the easter basket scavenger hunt complete with cocnut filled bunny (i love coconut).
Today, I've heard chuch bells all morning, watched families dressed up and heading to church and yet I know that my family will never do these things.
I've never really liked Easter and I'm not so sure I'm onboard with what it means in terms of Christianity - I'mean, really, it's sad...Jesus is killed, nailed to a cross no less and then rises from the dead.
Nonetheless, I cried last night to think that my daughter won't have a similar upbringing to mine whether or not I agree with it- well, that's another story.
As I fell asleep last night, I envisioned her asking me one day, about Easter and why she doesn't celebrate. And I picyured myself saying...
When your daddy and I got married, we believed in God, we were taught different things, knew different traditions but we both believed it God. Your daddy had a stronger sense of what he believed and we agreed that he would teach you the Jewish customs and rituals.
But Emma, you will know God in everything you do...
God is in the sky, in the stars, in the friend that sits next to you on the bus, God wants you to be your best and to treat others well. God is in your heart and mine and looks after us. God shows us how to love.
Above all God shows us love.
Apr 16, 2006
Apr 14, 2006
Coffee Musings #1
Somehow, after my morning coffee the day seems a little brigher, my outlook sunnier...maybe that's why i'm hooked on caffeine...
I'm gonna miss this place...
The dogs barking in the morning, the rattle of cans from the garbage collectors, the faint whine of music from the tai chi crew in the park and later to be replaced by fleets of pick up bball to play late into the night, the car alarms going off sporadically, the yelling and giggling of late night friends in the back street
and the sounds that occur inside...baby crying out for attention, giggling, yawning, the clucking of the dog protecting her family, clanking dishes, running shower, air kisses, sighs of pleasure and frustration, the hum of the tv, the tinkle of lullabies, the blast of the alarm clock
and so we weave our way into a family.
I just wish it felt this sunny all day, so peaceful, so perfect, so uninterrupted.
I'm gonna miss this place...
The dogs barking in the morning, the rattle of cans from the garbage collectors, the faint whine of music from the tai chi crew in the park and later to be replaced by fleets of pick up bball to play late into the night, the car alarms going off sporadically, the yelling and giggling of late night friends in the back street
and the sounds that occur inside...baby crying out for attention, giggling, yawning, the clucking of the dog protecting her family, clanking dishes, running shower, air kisses, sighs of pleasure and frustration, the hum of the tv, the tinkle of lullabies, the blast of the alarm clock
and so we weave our way into a family.
I just wish it felt this sunny all day, so peaceful, so perfect, so uninterrupted.
Who am I kidding?
Welcome...
Life has certainly changed drastically for us in the last year and as the days go on I find myself more and more in need of therapy.. so I'm choosing to find it here...in my words on a page...whatever they may be.
The flavor of the day...learning to stay home with a sick baby and pretend you're still working...
6:15am: fight to open my eyes and say good morning to my beautiful baby and gorgeous husbnd perched on the edge of the bed waiting for me to get up
6:30am drag self to couch with boppy pillow to feed baby - oh yes we're still breastfeeding (more to come on that later)
7:15 pray that husband will still and hold baby and talk to me for 10 minutes before he leaves and I am left to juggle alone, eat toast
8:30 feed baby again, watch CNN, horrified by Moussaoui trial, baby falls asleep in arms (bliss)
10am call crazy client to "transition" account to new agency, baby fussy, call collegue to arrange conference call
10:45 lose track of time, remember call while sitting in rocking chair, baby cranky
11:10 sit on call with nothing to say, give baby disclaimer as the call starts
12:00 talk to mom, complain about life, feel like crap, hang up and make soup
12:30 sing to baby, try to cajole,wonder if I can send at least one email
2:15 (can't remember what happened in between) Lay down with baby for nap, snuggles in under arm (bliss)
4:30 jump out of bed, baby continues to sleep like an angel, run around apt cleaning up for 6p showing
5:15 feed baby, feed dog (not at the same time)
5:45 strap on baby bjorn, dog on leash, meet husband for walk while broker shows apt
6:45 play with baby on bed, open presents from grandparents and great grandparents
7:30 try to feed baby unsuccessfully, prepare her for bed, IM with long distance friend, sit beside husband on couch with dueling laptops
8:30 think about if I should have toast or go to bed
First post, long day, who knows if I'm undertaking too much today - just need to get it out there, expelling my demons so to speak...
Maybe I can start to have a little fun with this madness...
Life has certainly changed drastically for us in the last year and as the days go on I find myself more and more in need of therapy.. so I'm choosing to find it here...in my words on a page...whatever they may be.
The flavor of the day...learning to stay home with a sick baby and pretend you're still working...
6:15am: fight to open my eyes and say good morning to my beautiful baby and gorgeous husbnd perched on the edge of the bed waiting for me to get up
6:30am drag self to couch with boppy pillow to feed baby - oh yes we're still breastfeeding (more to come on that later)
7:15 pray that husband will still and hold baby and talk to me for 10 minutes before he leaves and I am left to juggle alone, eat toast
8:30 feed baby again, watch CNN, horrified by Moussaoui trial, baby falls asleep in arms (bliss)
10am call crazy client to "transition" account to new agency, baby fussy, call collegue to arrange conference call
10:45 lose track of time, remember call while sitting in rocking chair, baby cranky
11:10 sit on call with nothing to say, give baby disclaimer as the call starts
12:00 talk to mom, complain about life, feel like crap, hang up and make soup
12:30 sing to baby, try to cajole,wonder if I can send at least one email
2:15 (can't remember what happened in between) Lay down with baby for nap, snuggles in under arm (bliss)
4:30 jump out of bed, baby continues to sleep like an angel, run around apt cleaning up for 6p showing
5:15 feed baby, feed dog (not at the same time)
5:45 strap on baby bjorn, dog on leash, meet husband for walk while broker shows apt
6:45 play with baby on bed, open presents from grandparents and great grandparents
7:30 try to feed baby unsuccessfully, prepare her for bed, IM with long distance friend, sit beside husband on couch with dueling laptops
8:30 think about if I should have toast or go to bed
First post, long day, who knows if I'm undertaking too much today - just need to get it out there, expelling my demons so to speak...
Maybe I can start to have a little fun with this madness...
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