Wednesday, June 27, 2007
All reports point to 43 degrees and the sweat streaming from my belly is agreeing with said reports.
Everytime I try and write I get hynotised by the picture of me and the sisters canoeing and the water calls.
Thank god we're heading out to Frontenac Park this weekend.
Must refill water spritzer in order to attempt to keep body temperature below "losing my shit"
Monday, June 18, 2007
Enjoy the clean air, big sky and fresh water of the lake - be the only campers on the lake at the time for extra "good for the soul" points.
Knit. Outside. By the fire.
Appreciate the little things and the place they hold in the larger picture
Learn from nature...especially when it comes to keeping the damned horse flies off your back.
What a great weekend. A short paddle, portage and paddle again and we felt like we were in the middle of nowhere. Mother Nature even provided a short rainstorm in the middle of night that cleared up exactly as we were thinking that it was time to break camp. The sound of rain on a tent is the perfect sound to sleep to.
This is how J restored his soul this weekend. I love that book. What books would you recommend to someone who is stepping up to be your birth partner?
Friday, June 15, 2007
Whew. Am I ever glad that week is over.
Something shifted last weekend for the little Smooshie. I suspect we've finished building all the major organs and we're going for size now. Whatever we spent last week growing was really uncomfortable and hormonal for me. I'm hopeful that this week we will be back to the "Holy Hannah - I feel great and feel like a sexy hot Mama!!" phase again. That was a fun phase - remember that? I just wanted to thank you for being such an aweome Partner in Crime last week. You really had my back, brain, belly and heart and I'm not sure I would have made it through as ...'gracefully' without you.
Most notable I wanted to thank you for not telling me what I'm able to do. You have no idea how good it feels to know that you believe in me and my ability to ask for help. Trying to convince people that I know my own limits is a losing and disempowering battle. You provide a safe harbour that I know I don't need to 'prove' myself or fight for myself.
I'm feeling great today and Smooshie is doing the little weekend dance. We'll miss you this weekend but can't wait to see what next week brings us.
Love J and S.