a day at the pool

a fun family day staying cool by the pool 

{this moment} - 1st time swimming

{this moment} – A weekly ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember...

There's no rush...Six months old

There's no rush

i rushed him. from the moment he became mine, i rushed him.

 i can't believe he is six months old. 

my baby is growing and changing and i can't help but reminisce about our journey thus far.

i'm feeling nostalgic again for his newness, for our first day together.  i feel desperate to slow down time. this is in stark contrast to the time he spent growing inside me. i rushed him to grow from the moment i found out i was pregnant and throughout my entire pregnancy.

i remember the pregnancy test. the moment i saw two lines. it was a kind of shock, surprise, and joy that comes from so far within you that it just overflows because it cannot possibly be contained.

only moments after finding out i was pregnant, i felt this intense need for time to speed up. the thought of 9+ months still standing between my baby and i seemed unfair. i wanted him instantly.

i anxiously waited and wished away time. i would rub my belly every night and tell him in quiet moments "hurry baby. hurry up and grow. i'm sorry to rush you, but you need to get bigger so i can hold you in my arms."

the moment he was born everything shifted. they laid him on my chest and i watched him blink his eyes heavily. he felt so perfect in my arms and i knew him instantly. i just stared at his little face and wondered how on earth i had ever gotten so lucky. i  became overwhelmingly aware that our time together was limited, that he would grow older each day, as would i. time became my enemy once again, but in the opposite way. i have not wished time away since that moment. every night as i rock him i rub my lips on his hairline of peach fuzz and whisper to him, "please slow down baby. grow slowly. there's no rush. we can stay right here."




this first six months has gone swiftly by and as i try to remember each and every day of you growing, exploring, into this big person full of excitement, life, love. we can't wait for what is to come but in the mean time...

grow slow our sweet grady, there's no rush 

love mommy & daddy <3

{this moment} - 1st Fathers Day

{this moment} – A weekly ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember...

5 months old

Today when I looked into Grady's eyes...
I looked at him and I thought about the kind of Mom I want to be.
Because, lets face it, I’ve only had this position for 5 months and the job description is changing daily. I’m still becoming who he needs me to be, and chances are, I’ll never completely get there.

 But this I know for sure…

I know I want to be the kind of Mom who:

Loves completely,

speaks kindly,

say’s sorry

and gives without expecting in return.

I know I’ll make mistakes.

Every day.

Day one of becoming a Mom, and my expectations of perfection went flying out the window.

I’m just hoping to be the kind of Mom that enters his heart and takes up permanent residence of even some small corner long after he's left home to start a family of his own. I want him to love with his whole heart, to give without expectation, to transform his weaknesses into strengths and ultimately…I want his kindness to be my legacy.

We love you Grady, Mommy & Daddy

Aunie Em

blowing in the wind

Little miss Amelia...