Sunday, May 11, 2014

Mobile Moments, 5/5-5/11

It's Mother's Day, a day that I could really spend a whole post on (if only I had the strength), different as it feels after having experienced a loss. Bittersweet as it was, it was filled with moments of loveliness, and the moments of pain that inevitably washed over me I used to remind me to hold those sweet cherubs that I have on earth with me now all the tighter. And hold them I did, whenever they allowed.

The weekend was an exhausting end to an exhausting week that was mostly filled with stress and anxiety over our basement, which is finally being called a loss and stripped of its once-excellent layer of high-traffic carpeting. What our next steps will be are still a little up in the air, but at least we will have the smelly, bacteria-hosting, potentially mold-growing mess out of the house and out of our lives for good.

Michael made sure to provide some excitement (and further opportunity for remodeling) as we spent the week struggling to overcome what has probably been our worst round of family cold virus yet. Abby, too, could be counted on to astonish and entertain with her new-found counting prowess. In the meantime, I've just been relieved to see Mia finally getting past the yuckiest parts of an illness that seemed to hit her worst of all (possibly excluding me).

Ultimately, I didn't do much picture taking in the midst of the mental fog that came with my coughing, sniffling, sneezing misery until week's end, at which point I pulled out the "real" camera to to try to capture some memories. If I ever get my energy back, perhaps I'll get some prepped for a post or two this week. It's got to be better than the last one was, right?

Happy Mother's Day out there. To all who are suffering just a little more on this day, please know that you do not suffer alone; my thoughts and prayers are with you.

Building on the edge.

Constructing her favorite number out of train tracks (backwards and upside-down, of course).

Those feet are made for walkin', and that's just what she'll do, but one of these days those feet are gonna walk away from you...

Bouncing off the walls, and on the sofa, after Mother's Day dessert.

Overheard this week:

Between Tom and Abby

T: "Once you're good at counting, you can do more advanced math- like adding up numbers, which is like big counting."
A: "And I can add down the numbers, which is like small counting!"


(As I passed around the chickpeas at dinner this evening, asking if anyone wanted some): "Chickpea is up in Heaven!"*


"Cheese, choo choo, bellybutton (beh buh un), I love you (I yuv oo)"


"Cheese, sock (sah), hat (haah), yeah"

*Chickpea was the in-utero nickname of our lost baby, and is the name we use to refer to her in prayer.