Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! There is so much to celebrate!

Our first tree!  
Since our apartments have always been adorned with a Christmas Wreath instead. We have a lot of ornaments to accumulate! Ferris does love wrapping paper.

Our favorite gifts.
Our happy and healthy boy. Celebrations with friends and family. Ferris says "book" now. He is turning into a boy more and more. Remember last year he barely knew how to sit?
 

And Happy Festivus! 

FEATS OF STRENGTH 
(Michael is the winner!)

AIRING OF GRIEVANCES

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. 
Who doesn't sleep better holding a toothbrush for comfort?

And some bonus Christmas dancing. Ferris's specialty move is the chicken wing.




Friday, December 14, 2012

The Sling Diaries: Discovery


This week we find ourselves in Arizona for a family wedding. We've spent the past few days taking in the beautiful views, hiking in Sedona, star gazing, and spending time with family in Phoenix

 

 In Ferris’s short 18 month life, he has now visited 20 states (+DC!) 
Ferris’s states: Arizona, Connecticut, Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Iowa, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Minnesota, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New York, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South Dakota, Virginia, West Virginia
 
We are on a mission to visit all 50 states – a goal partly driven by sentiment and partly driven by our love of gimmicks. We began this endeavor in 2010, when we celebrated our fifth anniversary in Vermont. Nick’s grandpa Ted was very ill, and he had visited 49 states – every one but Vermont. He got our postcard, which served as his honorary visit, one week before he passed away. 

There is the classic Proust quote often etched onto coffee mugs and refrigerator magnets: “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” 

Who am I to argue with Proust? A mere traveler. 

I don’t believe you can develop new eyes without seeking new landscapes.  I believe each time you leave your bubble of culture, you gain context that you couldn’t gain any other way.  I believe you can’t discover yourself without discovering others.







 
At this phase of his life, Ferris’s radar is tuned to doggies, trees, cars, latte foam, The Lumineers. Surely Ferris won’t remember hiking around Bell Rock in Sedona, visiting a plantation in Charleston, or exploring an art festival in Maine. But my sincere hope is that these experiences will paint portraits of a wide world and plant seeds of possibility for his future. I want his heart to be guided by the elusive openness to discovery. Even if in the end, he winds up where he started.


Ferris and I share Sakura Bloom's Essential Silk Sling in Licorice/Amalfi
Can you believe we're halfway through The Sling Diaries?

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Win-win

What do you do with a toddler who loves remotes and a mama who likes to take pictures?

Friday, November 16, 2012

The Sling Diaries: Connection




Tonight I’m flying back to New York for the first time since we moved here. Although I’ll visit some of my favorite places, it won’t be the same, because it’s no longer home. I long to bring Ferris with me, to see if he flickers with recognition when the subway rumbles or when he sees his baby handprints on the wall of his old daycare. But for this short birthday trip, I long to sleep past 5 am even more.

Priorities aren’t as simple anymore.

 
Just about every neighborhood in the city has been marked with memories of his babyhood; how sad I will be when I see these places without him. We’d planned to stay in New York until private school tuition forced our hand, but to my surprise, I wanted Ferris to have roots and have a connection with our friends and families. The importance of making these lifetime connections outweighed all that we left behind.

 
But nobody said letting go would be easy. I especially miss our commute together on the subway and the unexpected interactions Ferris inspired in New Yorkers. I loved bringing him along on my daily routines, as they slowly became our daily routines. Every mundane errand became a fun adventure when I had Ferris with me. These days we ride in the car as a family and listen to music on our way to work. But, oh, the damned car seat. It's only inches away, but it feels like miles to me. 



When I take any excuse to bring the sling, he snuggles, giggles, bites (molars!), puts his hand down my shirt, asks for crackers, or "down down" complete with finger gestures. Our New York Ferris wasn't so spunky. As he develops, so do our connections to this place. To space, to impromptu family gatherings, to the entourage that joined us for his first haircut, to the people who will share these fond times with us.



Ferris and I share the Sakura Bloom Essential Linen Sling in Driftwood/Mint


Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Invincible Summer

How is this happening?! 70, then snow, then 50. Not that we're complaining.




Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Happy Halloween from...

Zeus! I am proud to say I even sewed the white pants for his costume. Poor craftsmanship, but it got the job done. I can't believe it's been a year since his first Halloween. Oh my heart.

We tried on the costume at home, and Ferris promptly ripped off his head piece and ignored his lightning bolt. By the time we took him to the Zoo for some light trick or treating, he did pretty well! Whenever you take him out of his car seat, he pops his head out with wonder and optimism. Usually the showman in him outweighs any crankiness. (Except for seeing fully costumed people with big fake heads. He looked terrified and said, "ALL DONE!") He loved getting a Fruity Pebble version of a Rice Krispy bar and said "Mo!Mo!Mo!" He is talking so much more - phone, cracker, doggy (reindeer also = doggy), mine, NYOH! Tonight we'll try out the costume again and let him hand out candy to his new neighborhood friends.

Head butts!




Monday, October 29, 2012

Quiet Days

I just finished a rough week. Last Saturday Ferris was in the ER with an ear infection, and then I got a horrible cold that's lasted more than a week. Despite 2 (going on 3) sick days and a pharmaceutical shopping spree, my throat still feels like steak tartare. And today my eyes were diagnosed with a cold so I have to wear glasses and use special drops. My eyes! Yet somehow being home alone feels so indulgent. To be able to rest, and leave the house only for medicine and coffee.






Wednesday, October 24, 2012

The Sling Diaries: Delight

Delight was my biggest surprise. 

 

 


When you’re pregnant, warnings abound. So I listened to the voices of experience who told me, "When the baby is born, it will be horrible. The babies think that days are nights and nights are days, and there aren’t any tricks that will fix it. You just have to wait out that first month.”

But horrible never happened. It was more like an uber emotional, better funded version of college. That first month, our little family had 11PM Conan dates, Dunkin Donuts for breakfast, afternoon naps, and glasses of champagne while we watched Adventures in Babysitting at God knows what time. Nobody told me how freeing it would be to let go of day and night. Clocks and calendars cause so much stress! The world stopped for us in those early days and I had never been so happy.

And then Ferris fell in love with the world. Trees, so interesting! Bearded men on the subway, so funny! Newman’s puffy tail, so soft! Frozen yogurt, so yummy! Being chased, so scary! I never knew how much I'd truly enjoy holding, wearing, feeding, comforting, learning, observing him. Motherhood felt nothing like the self-sacrifice I'd anticipated.

For a boy who was just a baby, fall is a primal and sensory season. Each day is a test of his lungs and limbs. At the pumpkin patch, he ran to see the horses and cats (of course), knocked over a sign, took a pumpkin from a little girl and then handed it back with great fanfare.

When he needs a break from his newfound independence, he cuddles me in the sling. We walk and dance together. Warm and safe, our bodies reminisce.







Ferris and I share Sakura Bloom's Essential Silk Sling in Licorice/Amalfi.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Changing Seasons



I'm excited to announce that Ferris and I are participating in a fun new blog project! 

The Sling Diaries is a collaboration between Sakura Bloom slings and 15 mamas, each with a unique voice and a common love of babywearing. For each of the next six months, we'll all be posting on a theme that celebrates babywearing. I'm so honored to be a part of this community, and thrilled for the chance to tell our story. Not to mention it's a great motivator to actually be in the photos with Ferris!

You can follow along and meet all of the other lovely families at Marvelous Kiddo. She is giving away the 15th and final spot, so if you're interested leave a comment on her blog and a lucky winner will be chosen on Wednesday!

I can't wait to post my first diary later this month! In the meantime, you can follow the Sling Diaries on Pinterest, Facebook, Tumblr; and of course, keep an eye on Marvelous Kiddo for updates and giveaways throughout the series!

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Oh, the places.

When summer ends, it's especially bittersweet for me. Last year, it was moving on from the season of Ferris's birth, and this year moving on from the novelty of so many life changes. Next summer he'll be expressing full sentences and who knows what else. Summer is my timekeeper now.

And now it's fall, more beautiful than I remember. Although in Minnesota, fall is abbreviated in favor of winter. We had fun walking around our neighborhood, which is full of colorful trees. And random cats who decided to join the boys for a picture (literally just walked over to them as I started to take photos!)


We spent a weekend in Des Moines and it was so great to get Ferris together with his cousin Zoey. In the past she was pretty aggressive, but she's softening with age. She wavered between kissing and a cold shoulder, which is much more gentle than their past encounters. They spent hilariously awkward time running around in crooked lines around the Des Moines sculpture park.

Oh, Ferris. So cute these days, in a distinctively not baby way. He uses so much sign language, and grabs things out of the cupboard, and seems so curious and finally started to say "mama." For ages, he would say "dada" just to mess with me and then laugh in my face.

He was reading a book before bed and I really wanted to get a picture. Like most full on photo ops, he was not having any of it, so of course the best picture of them all is when he threw the book in the middle of my shot. He looks like a frat boy in this shirt, I miss onesies.
 
And that was that.