New Start

After some thought I am re-directing this blog. It is still one to preserve memories, but now posts will be addressed essentially to my son. My favorite part of my grandmother's journal is how much is teaches me about her, and that is what I want for him. Here goes!

My Boy,
What a couple weeks we have had. Your father and I had a great trip to Germany while you bonded with Nana. But then things got a little crazy. We transitioned you to a toddler room and it was too soon. You and I both have paid for that and I am not sure who has cried more. But we will get there and it will be fine. Just a few too many changes too soon. Your first birthday party was a family filled breakfast feast that involved me cooking for four and a half hours and a run to the store for more eggs. Oh but did you have fun. You just played, squealed and threw things around and generally had a great time. Then we spent some time with your godparents, with whom you have always had a special bond. Since we got back you have been a little more clingy than usual but that will change (I hope!). Yesterday, you started stacking blocks and not just knocking them down and I was so proud. This morning I spent some time with you in your classroom that you would feel more safe and I think it helped. Only time will tell me all the mistakes I am making now, but know this, I am doing the best I can and with all the love in my heart.

Life List Part 1

Inspired by Maggie Mason over at Mighty Girl, I have started my life list. Since these are in no particular order I am not going to number them.

Stay in a yurt
Become an accessories person
African Photo Safari
Teach Spencer how to eat sushi
Incorporate exercise into my daily life
Go to King's Canyon and Joshua Tree Parks
See the redwoods
Start a Scholarship that will fund at least one student a year
Promote Heart Health for Women
Learn that is okay to take a break

Little things

There are so many things you don't realize you are going to feel or experience as a new parent. One of my favorites is how wonderful their tiny soft hands feel on your skin. There is something so powerful in the touch, a connection with such simple sweetness, that it can not help but bring a smile to your face.

Signs of Things to Come

Today when I went to pick up my son (11 months) he was a grubby playground mess. He had his first knee scrape. It was awesome.

Remember

I want to remember, but I don't. As the years pass my memories get more hazy. I don't want to forget these amazing times with my family and the ones who have already passed. My late grandmother, Olga Edith Morgan, my Nana was born this day 1912. She kept journals as a young girl and then again in her last years, tracking waking and sleeping, worries and joys. In her honor, I am starting this blog to preserve my past and chronicle my present. Happy Birthday Nana.