It’s my Blogiversary and I’ll give thanks if I want to.

mommyeverafter — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 23:51:37 +0000

Happy Blogiversary, friends!
Here! I’ve baked you these cupcakes*!
Take a bite. Put your feet up. Stay a while.
Truly, it is hard for me to believe that it has been a year since I typed my first entry of Mommy, Ever After. I remember that day perfectly. What seemed like a spontaneous decision was actually born out of so many things that had been building inside of me; I had so much to say; I had so much material; I was living, daily, in a hybrid between a zany sitcom, a reality tv show and scary movie. No other mothers around me were talking honestly about how hard this whole motherhood (especially new motherhood) thing can be. Yes, it’s beautiful and amazing and the most wonderful thing I’ve ever done. But it’s also scary and lonely and can feel overwhelming. It can make you feel crazy.
And I so I wrote it. I let it all hang out. I chronicled the first year of my life in The Land of Mom.
I wrote my daughter’s baby book.
And I found so much love.
I found love in your amazing comments. Truly, each and every one of your incredible words of kindness and support made my day. Made my year.
I found love in the little things in my life; the tiny vignettes that shaped our days and made each breath so beautiful.
I found love in so many feathers.
I found love in words. I loved writing, again. Thank you, thank you, thank you, for that.
As a side note, I recently found a children’s book I wrote in the sixth grade. It is called Best Friends Forever and it is about two mice who must fight injustice (in the form of a very scary alligator) in order to preserve their kinship. On the dedication page, I thanked my Mama for reading to me every night. I told her how grateful I was that she read me my very favorite book, Love You Forever. Imagine that.
I also wrote a blurb as my “Author’s Note”. I spoke of my favorite hobbies and interests (Singing, acting, shopping, writting. And basketball. Uhhh, ok?) and my goals for the future. I said that someday I dreamed of being a Broadway star or a famous author. Well, these days, my “performances” are limited to singing to my daughter, as she applauds and asks for “More! More! More!”. Not too shabby, I’d say. And as far as becoming a famous author, I still have quite a ways to go, but I’m getting there. And hey, I get to hit “Publish” each and every day. That is something.
That is everything.
So,
Thank you for every stolen moment on this site.
Thank you for being here, when you could have been anywhere else.
I love you.
I really do.
And so Happy, Happy Blogiversary to you. To me. To us. To everything in this crazy, amazing, beautiful
Ever After.
And Many More….
*Yes, I made these cupcakes, but since I’m all about keepin’ it real in these parts, I should tell you that these were actually made for my baby’s first birthday, 2 months ago. But that does not meant that I do not wholeheartedly encourage you to go out there and stuff your face with baked goods in our (your/my) honor. Please do. And tell me how it was.

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5 months

mommyeverafter — Fri, 17 Sep 2010 17:37:07 +0000

Tomorrow, my daughter will turn 5 months old–
which is really weird, considering she was just born 25 minutes ago.
I don’t know why, but earlier today, I tried wrapping her up in the soft, worn blankets given to us from the hospital. In those first days, she would be swaddled in two of these blankets, as she was still so small,
so fragile,
so new.
Now, this same old, soft blanket will barely wrap around half of her new, soft roundness, and I don’t know where the past five months went.
I tried to look for them.
I looked for them in her little chair,
where she can now sit without help,
and hold her head up all by herself.
Nope.
No 5 months there.
I looked for them in her picnic basket filled with stuffed food, that she can now take apart, and jingle and really play with.
Nope.
No 5 months there, either.
I looked for them in the depths of her closet,
behind the row of new, Fall sweaters and coats,
where nestled deep in the back are the fleecy onesies that she has long since grown out of.
Nope.
Still no 5 months.
I looked in her carseat,
where she used to sleep, in her very first nights home. I looked under those heavy, black straps,
the same straps that we used to buckle her in so tight with, as she slept, bundled up, in her stroller beside our bed. We didn’t know any better. Now, we do.
Nope.
No 5 months there.
I couldn’t find those months anywhere.
They disappeared before I knew it,
and got lost, somehow.
And then, I realized.
I knew where those 5 months were.
They were in every word I just wrote.
They were in every memory that we laugh about,
all of the early mistakes we made,
and learned from,
all of the hard times that we reflect back upon,
and the amazing times that we miss, so wholly, already.
It really, truly, completely does get better with her, each and every day–
But, that does not mean that I don’t wish I could make time go by just a teensy weensy bit more slowly.
When I figure out how to work my time machine, I’ll be sure to let you know.
Happy 5 months of insane, amazing, indescribable love, my sweet joy.
I will love you for the next 5 months and 25 minutes and million billion zillion hours that lie ahead.
My dear, sweet, precious, beloved baby
you will forever be.

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