Author Archives: edarcy

artist. creator. daydreamer.

april 19th, 2012

April 19, 2012 – 9:21 am

you got on the couch and pulled the blanket up over you, grabbing your baby and tucking him in next to you.. laying down, you cuddled and kissed your baby all over.. watching him, studying his face..

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that would her dad walking around upstairs, and then coming down the stairs.. when she heard him, she made a fart sound with her mouth– because when you ask her ‘what does daddy do?’ she lifts her leg and makes a fart noise.. great parenting there, ha!

do you like her being ever so sweet and then suddenly eating her baby’s face off?!

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april 16th, 2012 (b side)

April 16, 2012 – 9:16 am

i really have no idea where you get it from- this immediate draw to jewellery and makeup and bags. it’s a bit bizarre, as i never wear jewellery or makeup, and i don’t even leave the house with a bag anymore.. so where you are seeing this is beyond me. how you automatically know just exactly that a necklace is going to go over your head, a bracelet on your wrist, some lipstick on your lips.. and then pucker up with a kiss..

you’re wild.

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april 16th, 2012

April 16, 2012 – 9:15 am

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april 13th

April 13, 2012 – 9:03 am

simple picnics that manage to turn into hours with good company
blankets spread on the ground and babies running around
sun kissed face
and heart full
blissed out

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you’re so tall.. the same height and sometimes taller than those that are 6-7 months older. when i see you running around with these older babes, it makes me forget for a moment that you are still so young. you’re not as brave to try the things they are up to yet- you’re still just a wee thing. that’s something that i am also so afraid of, knowing that you will be taller- that you will look older, the way that people will treat you- expecting you to act a certain age that you are not just yet.

you manage just fine though, making up for not being as brave to climb the hill to the slide with the rest- by standing at the bottom, keeping everyone entertained. laughing and applauding them for their antics coming down the hill.. turning and waving to the mamas watching on. you are the sweetest little pumpkin pie.

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april 12th, 2012

April 12, 2012 – 9:08 am

laid back breastfeeding, you’ve got it all figured out. you’re a master. breastfeeding is the most natural thing- and you’ve been doing it since birth. of course you’re a pro

ever the little mama, you’ve now taken to wanting to breastfeed me and your dad. lifting up your shirt and grabbing our faces- forcefully pulling us down to nurse from you. patting our heads, rubbing our hair- gazing down at us with satisfaction, the same way that i look down at you while nursing. and so we oblige, and say ‘thank you’ after having some of your ‘ma’

one day, you are going to make an amazing mama.. and i cannot wait to share the joys of giving you siblings.

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april 8th, 2012 {easter}

April 8, 2012 – 8:48 am

we watched from the window, yesterday- as a man came with a lawn mower to mow the lush clovers and daisies growing just outside our door. claire and i saying ‘ noooo no no noooo’
argh! i was looking forward to plopping her down in that green and taking some pictures. ah well..

this morning, i woke up with a book slammed in my face. there were earlier warnings, like being climbed all over and talked to and yadda yadda.. i wasn’t paying much attention. until. well, the book. and then we got up far too early for my liking

we got dressed and decided to make it outside before the heavy rain clouds decided to let down for the day

searching for pretty painted eggs among the clovers…

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passerby’s stopped to smile at her and say hello
and then we made it home right before the sky opened up, and the wind came howling through the trees

we hope that you are having a beautiful weekend!

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april 3rd, 2012

April 3, 2012 – 9:37 am

. feeling something in me shift. wanting to find and wear clothes that fit and look lovely. to feel girly and feminine. to look pretty and only have clothes that make me feel great.

. randomly bought myself a few new makeup lovelies from e.l.f.

. dressed up to run errands to the post office

. caught in a sudden shower of hail stones, while still lovely and sunny out

. first thrift store find ever. i’ve been so daunted by the little old lady thrift shops, i’ve never actually browsed the racks. found a dress to bring home. left two that were really cute, but afraid they might not go past ma boobehs.

. ticket for home purchased. surrounding myself with positive energy, that the flight is going to be easy peasy. no hassle, easy toddler to mind while sitting in my lap for over a million hours. looking forward to a beautiful may in oklahoma.. to seeing my family and watching my girl run around and discover somewhere new. looking forward to meeting up with girlfriends, my sisterhood tribe of lovely yum yum pots of delicious magic- in the desert. looking forward to just. being home. breathing the familiar air. settling my feet in the red earth. going on new adventures to old places. but really not looking forward to leaving my man, not looking forward to taking my babe away from her papa for a whole month. but. but but. oh. looking forward to the sweet reunion when we arrive back home. seeing him in the airport and smelling him again, feeling all those butterflies and memories of meetings in the airports. tingly kisses and hands held.

. signed up, and SO excited for this holy work’s doula eCourse if you’re interested in birth work, oh. register! it’s going to be absolutely beautiful..

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april 2nd, 2012

April 2, 2012 – 9:38 am

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april 1st, 2012

April 1, 2012 – 9:37 am

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march 29th, 2012

March 29, 2012 – 8:49 am

in love with her dirty little feet.. the way they’ve changed from sweet baby feet into stinky toddler toes. the way her toes curl around your nose, and her nose scrunches up- sniffling for you to smell, giggling wildly.

in this sweet spring ‘heat’.. her curls are dripping, soaking wet with sweat.. she runs around without clothes on. the poor dear, it’s only just 60 degrees..
she is definitely an irish babe. i can only imagine what this summer will be like, in the heat of oklahoma and our sweet venture to the desert of arizona.

the windows open, and dough rising in the sun

planting garlic bulbs that had already sprouted

hoping i can get this sweet potato to sprout some roots.. waiting. waiting. eagerly checking

the sound of lawns being mowed and scent of grass filling the air

buzzing bumblebees lazily dance in and out of the open window

a pencil lost, but always found tucked behind my ear or in my hair..

treasures collected, reminders of these sweet memories

sweet lazy dripping honey days.

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