Where’s Harrison?
There he is!
Marching for babies.
1 May posted by
It’s awesome enough to make you do a jig.
(please note that harrison is all, “dudes, she’s not with me.”)
Team Peanut Butter & Jelly Time! raised over $11,500.00 for March of Dimes 2011 with many, many thanks to y’all. Thank you.
My kid is unbelievably cute. & makes getting ready for work less like getting dental work without novocaine.
19 Nov posted by
Our morning routine is always the same. I thrive on routine & with only 45 minutes to get out the door between waking up & back out of the driveway, Nate & I have to make the most of every second. Since I take longer to get ready (thank you, hair & makeup & business suits), Nate does 90% of Harrison’s morning routine.
It used to be that my favorite part of the morning was when Harrison came out of his room. While I curled my hair in our bathroom, I would listen intently for the tell-tale sign of the nursery door opening. I poked my head outside the bathroom just in time to see Harrison toddling from his room into ours. The site of those stumbling morning Franken-toddles would simply melt my heart every. single. time.
yes, that is a Swiffer in our bedroom. don’t ask.
Last week, we dropped Harrison’s morning bottle which leaves him very hungry while we’re getting ready. So Nate sits down on the floor with Harry & shares his morning bowl of oatmeal.
This has officially stolen the show as my favorite moment of every day.
Harrison’s eyes widen the moment he sees that bowl & he immediately starts signing “more” by tapping two hands together. Except he does it like “time-out” where one had goes perpendicular into the other & it’s just so damn cute.
tap, tap, tap. MORE!
He looks like a little Oliver Twist, begging for a spot of porridge. Please, Father! I am hungry! I am very small!**
**please use your best fake English accent while saying this.
2010 Postpartum Education & Support Strollerthon.
4 Oct posted by
On Saturday morning, Harrison & I suited up against the brisk fall air & participated in a 2-mile Strollerthon for Postpartum Education & Support. Organized by one of my favorite pals, Suzanne, it was an amazing event & I was stoked to walk with “Team Roll With It,” a group of local bloggers.
A local news anchor began the festivities, alongside local pediatrician groups, lactation consultants, OB/GYN practices, & baby boutiques. & then I looked over to a booth labeled “UNC” & there stood my doctor. & I couldn’t help it – I got all teary as I picked up Harrison & carried him over to her. Her face lit up when she saw me & she ran around the table to wrap me in a big hug. She pulled back, put her hand on Harrison’s cheek & looked at me. “Oh, my God,” she said.
I know, I wanted to say. He’s perfect. But everything choked up inside of me. Standing out there in the fall air, standing up for awareness to a disease that stripped me of almost an entire year. With my son in my arms & the woman who saved my life, staring at him like he was the most amazing creature ever. Seeing in her face that yes, Harrison was worth fighting for. & so was I.
I wanted to spill out a million different things in that moment, about how I couldn’t believe that at one point, I thought that I felt nothing for this baby in my arms. At one point, I never thought I’d taste fall air again. About how my doctor is my hero. & how when she looks at me now, there’s a look of pride on her face. I am one of her success stories.
But instead, I walked.
I walked with pride in my step & passion for this cause. I walked, hoping that somehow, all of these people gathered together for awareness would give someone hope.
& my baby walked, proving once again that all along, I had something to live for.
Settling into fall.
12 Sep posted by
This weekend? Glorious. The weather, the company, everything. Absolutely fantastic.
This past week has been hard on our little family – Nate’s father had a stroke (he’ll be okay) & it’s been a roller coaster of phone calls, trips out of town, & worry. So we stayed home this weekend, just soaking each other in & keeping each other close. I took Harrison to the park today to let Nate decompress – I wanted him to just have some time to nap or golf or exist in silence after this week.
We pulled in, walked over to the old barns, & I let Harrison out of the stroller to simply explore. He’s at this fantastic age right now where I don’t need to take toys & he doesn’t need a swingset…he just wants to explore his world, to chew on sticks & dig in dirt.
We had a really wonderful time together & the breeze was absolutely perfect in our little spot under the trees.
I watched him walk around & realized…I have a toddler. He is officially leaving his baby-ness behind & becoming his own little person. With his own ideas of what he wants to do, his own fears & accomplishments outside of me. Funny how that hands me more responsibility as a parent.
He circled the tree, feeling the bark & discovering a little piece of the world that has no walls & no corners.
I love how gorgeous the world is right as fall settles in.
mmm, tasty spoon found in Momma’s tote bag.
After an hour or so, Harrison started getting antsy for his nap, so we headed in & he went straight to bed. & I sat in the sunshine on the back porch with Nate & Sam Adams.
Have I mentioned that I adore fall yet? Because I do.
& we worked on plans for Harry’s first birthday & the entertainment (a ball pit! ladder ball! cornhole!) & I felt it was important to let Nate know that he is adored. Throwbacks to middle school are always appropriate.
Have I mentioned that I adore this guy? I’m just thankful that he looks more relaxed after this afternoon. I think we all needed a little R&R.
