“The child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn’t been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like him.” -Pablo Casals
The Family
Tidbits
So this is the deep breath before the plunge as we wait with baited breath for a construction start date. As we wait, life goes on in it’s usual chaotic ordinary way. I’ve been doing more clean out….pulled two laundry baskets full of books out of our overloaded bookshelves to donate. In fact, the reorganization has left us with a very large nearly empty bookcase which may be repurposed elsewhere….or, more likely, will be filled up again with more acquisitions. (This family loves its books, even with the Kindles floating around on end tables.) I happened to be flipping through some of the books, and in the back of one was written the following. I found myself quite pensive after reading it, and so will share it with you to do with what you will.
Can’t write that on the back cover of a Kindle. A bit sad that these histories and treasures will be lost to the digital age.
Had our first thunderstorms of he season the other night, after which followed the most beautiful sunset. My iPhone captured the moment.
End of the year “stuff” has been happening…conferences and trips and concerts, oh my! Seems like there’s something going on every night between the usual baseball games and music lessons. Our school year won’t end until the third week of June, but the special events just keep coming! Truly enjoying every last one.
That is that for now…I still owe you a Perigee Moon post…and a few others are rattling round in my cage…like the one about a term I came across recently…”the Proverbs 31 Wife” and another about storms making us appreciate the calm all the more, and another about blessings within ordinary days, and another about all the things I WON’T miss when they rip out my old bathroom……and wait till you see the lights I just ordered for my hallways! Oolala!!!! But since I’m sitting at the Y while my daughter has her gymnastics class and I’m posting from my iPhone, those posts will have to wait.
I will leave you with the quote that just finished off my freshly painted kitchen walls:
“May the Blessings of light be upon you, Light without and light within. And in all your comings and goings.”
Busy
Well well well!! Things are busy in the Zanduba household! All is well and I find myself stopping in my tracks quite frequently to say a prayer of thanks that I once again can MAKE tracks. I have made peace with my medications, and my twice a week chiropractor visits are now so routine that I’m trading girl talk and decorating advice with the nurses and receptionist. 🙂 My body takes care of me as long as I’m taking care of it and putting it first. Very grateful to find myself here compared to where I was one year ago I take NOTHING for granted, including the ability to lie comfortably still. Not sure I’ll ever be what I was, but that’s okay.
Anyway, back to the here and now…May is here, and things are moving. Notices about end of the year activities are coming home from school (OMG!!!) and spring band and orchestra concerts are happening. Mister is playing tee ball for the first time, so we have games to attend a couple nights a week. Here he is at his first game:
Doesn’t he look like he’s having fun?! Okay, you’re right, he wasn’t having ANY fun! But, each game has brought a few more smiles. I’m thinkin’ baseball might not be his thing though. Time will tell.
As you know we’ve been painting the kitchen. It’s *nearly* done. Still a few things left to do, but here’s a sneak peek at the progress:
I’ll dedicate a whole post to it when we’re officially done. I’m loving the brightness and freshness!
And this came today! Official blueprints!
It’s all very exciting! I don’t like writing out those big checks though. That part is scary.
So much more, but it will have to wait…
I’ll leave you with more dandelion fun from today. Wonder if he will ever grow tired of these?
Snow Day!
March 1, 2012 was the first morning of the season that we woke up to the sounds of snowblowers and snowplows.
It was a beautiful snowfall, and we enjoyed the view out the window in our jammies, lazing around the house all day long. After dinner, we piled on our snow clothes over our PJ’s and went out to enjoy the first, and possibly last, snow of the season. Great fun, playing in the dark with the snow still falling. Quite beautiful, and with 43 degree temps melting it away today, and rains coming tomorrow, I doubt it will be white here for long, so we enjoyed it while we could.
Five
Our boy turned five years old on Sunday and we brought him home five years ago today during that Valentine’s Day blizzard…some of you will remember it. The doctor who was to discharge us couldn’t get out of her driveway to come to the hospital for rounds. We waited patiently at first, but with a growing concern as the snow piled higher and higher and hour after hour passed. We should have been discharged and on our way by 7:30…by 10:30, the nurses became as concerned for our drive home as we were. We wound up being discharged without benefit of a doctor’s final checkup…the nursing staff knew we had been through this twice before, and were confident in our judgement. We were finally on our way around 11:30am, van plowing through several inches of snow on a ride that took us nearly 35 minutes (typically ten minutes door to door) with our brand new sweet baby boy wearing his little knit blue cap with red hearts on it…a gift from the nursing staff.
I have always called him our Missing Piece. Before he came along I used to have this overwhelming feeling that someone was missing. I wondered if I would always feel that way, having miscarried our first baby. I thought that perhaps I was destined to always have a little hole there, a nagging feeling that someone was missing. But then along came Mister, filling the hole in our family that I always knew was there, and have never felt again. He was the missing piece in our family puzzle…not only does he fit, but he makes us complete.
Just a few months old:
And of course, now:
A Half Hour a Day 