I realized while taking William’s eight month photographs that we really hadn’t spent any time on the front porch or in the yard since he was a tiny baby. Those times he was usually asleep. That seems a distant memory now.
We started on the porch swing which led to fast disaster when he spit up everywhere. Brandon graciously offered to photoshop out the evidence on William’s outfit…I thought for the sake of these pictures we would “keep it real.”
Post disaster, we moved to the top of the stairs which quickly led to William wanting to eat the plants, lean over the stairs and otherwise make me a nervous wreck. So, we landed in the front yard. All I had to do was keep him from eating the mulch. It was quite a testament to how different things are once the baby becomes mobile. We shall never rest again.
Last week we had the pleasure of attending the Chihuly exhibit at the VMFA. On Friday, William and I went with our friend Susan. She graciously spent the afternoon with us – offering me much needed support in my current path toward figuring out what is next. On Sunday, we went as a family with my parents and younger sister. The first time William and I went he was more interested in the people than the actual exhibit. The colors didn’t attract his attention like I had anticipated. On Sunday, however, he was captivated by one part of the exhibit. You walked through a hallway and over 1,000 pieces of glass were displayed through a glass wall above you. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Looking at the display above, instead of in front, made the colors and designs look even more amazing.
There was something really emotional for me in sharing that moment with William. I was very attracted to the exhibit, but seeing William truly experience all of those colors and shapes made it that much more intense for me.
It’s been really hard to keep up with the blog lately. One might think with the abundance of time I now have (jobless) it would be easy. Instead, I find myself wrapped up in spending every minute I get with William, or perusing job sites.
I’ve never been one to participate in the act of giving something up for Lent. It just doesn’t work for me because I know I would not be doing it with the right intention. Instead, I will participate in the act of taking a few things on. Living intentionally. One of those items is to write here daily. Our family will not always be doing something interesting, and William will not make new strides every day (though sometimes it really seems like babies do). So, these entries may not be all that interesting but they will be my full effort of tracking our family’s life during this precious time. Because each day really is precious. That’s one thing I do start to understand as I get older.
In the words of one of my most favorite poets, Mary Oliver, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
That’s the question on my heart these days. I consider myself lucky that while I ponder that question, I also get to experience the joys of being William’s mother.
William had his four-month check-up this week. He weighed in at 13 lbs 8 ounces and 25 inches long. He is in the 15% for weight and 40% for height. So many people, including his daycare teachers, comment on what a big baby he is for his age. I can only assume it’s because he is so alert. That and those big blue eyes.
We’ve now officially reached the point in time where we can take his monthly pictures without a binky and without any fuss. This makes his camera toting mother and father most happy.
This series of three month pictures cracks me up. We waited until later in the evening to take the pictures. This meant that William was torn between falling asleep and fussing. Brandon was balancing himself between the couch and coffee table. I was standing behind him talking in goofy high-pitched voices and shaking a rattle. The things you do to get a good picture of your baby…..