|making| the most of my breastfeeding sessions with elinor. starting the official weaning process is, a lot. but i know it is time. she is absolutely ready and i aaaaam reaaaaaaaady kiiiiinda soooooorta. bittersweet. but loving our new post-wake-up snuggle time. exploring new mama-daughter experiences will be great.
|cooking| up the last of our seasonal CSA. whatever will we do until the next harvest?
|drinking| coconut water and juice. all the juice.
|reading| spurgeon + my new reads that my hubby gave me for my bday + nutrition textbooks + product white papers + the freedom of the will + elinor’s selections which vary according to the day and mood + collecting my reads for the beach, yay!
|wanting| the fall to be here, like…now.
|looking| into dance classes for elinor. eep! itty bitty ballet cuteness!
|playing| lots of music. all the time. lots of french and classical and mellow jams.
|wasting| veggie fiber and dry pulp. planning to convert that to a combo of mirepoix + garnish + compost.
|sewing| nada. but talking to my mom about what she’s got going on in that department.
|wishing| for a backyard garden like ina garten.
|enjoying| my super duper early morning time with hubby > with my savior > then by myself and with my work.
|waiting| for my car to be fixed.
|liking| bright patterns.
|wondering| about so many things.
|loving| watching ben work so hard and be a total rockstar at the office then coming home and being such a sweet and attentive papa.
|hoping| for some rain…
|marveling| at God’s provision and tenderness.
|needing| to quit being such a control-freak.
|smelling| rose incense and orange peel and peaches.
|wearing| a chambray skirt and tank and birks and head wrap.
|noticing| the intense whiteness of my skin.
|knowing| more and more and less and less.
|thinking| about chopping my hairs. and freaking my hubby out with talk of bleached out blonde or steel gray, one day.
|feeling| tight. like, muscle tight. not like, that is wicked tight, yo.
|bookmarking| mama-daughter matching stuff.
|opening| the fridge to get some dinner rolling.
|giggling| feels extra good.
past post here. and feel free to join in and take stock.