The quiet corner

. to read
.. to knit
... to nurse
.... to connect
..... to reflect
...... to find some peace after an insane day

p/s: I finally have the time to turn the house into a home... slowly, but surely.

x

my son...

He coos
He smiles...when you least expect it
He cries (oh how he cries)
He startles

He sleeps in my arms all day long....

p/s: now he's crying again.

love & generosity

I read today that gratitude promotes positive emotions, which promotes well being. I feel grateful everyday; for the extreme generosity of all those around us (totally unexpected, and we are SO grateful). All the love we have received and felt from family & friends around us the last 6 weeks have been overwhelming. And I feel so blessed that I have all of you around me. Maybe I have accumulated enough good karma afterall :)

Thank you for your time, your gifts, your well wishes & all your invaluable advise.

xx

peace - the flipside

Chaos.

That's how the day has ended - at least on the inside that's how I feel. How does one not feel like a bad mother if they can't console their crying child? Yes, I know it's perfectly normal. But it doesn't make me feel any better.

x

peace

It's Monday morning. I'm sitting next to my husband, catching up on my blog reading and doing some knitting. No, knitting no longer makes me want to retch. I knew it'll right itself once Junior Burger came along. Speaking of JB - he's fast asleep in his bassinet, and I'm waiting for him to wake up for his next feed. He's gone past his designated 2.5 hour feed, but everyone tells me "let sleeping babies lie". And lately, any sleep during the day by the boy is good.

So meanwhile, I wait. And surrender to the fact that life and all its going-ons can wait a while...

This is bliss, besides cuddling next to my beloved and smelling JB's hair.

x

Of many minds

This mama business is harder than I anticipated. Between all the feedings and ass wiping, I've hardly had time to look at my surroundings. As for being... oh, I'm being. A mum to a newborn. Today was the first really hot summer day; we had the a/c cranked on for half a day, but Junior Burger hardly slept a wink. Hence lots of crying, fussing, and general carrying on (and carrying him about).

But I love him.... I love him, I love him, I love him. Period.

All I have to learn now is to let go... of the things I cannot change, cannot do. They will all just need to wait.

So 2008 is done - it's been a blur of a year; two weddings (both to the same person :) ) to start of with, and a baby at the end. How typical. Then again, I thrive with typical. It's what makes the world sane. It's what makes me sane, in a somewhat insane world. Many have told me how 2008 has been one of the toughest year for them. Perhaps I didn't really realise it because I've had so much change happen in my life, I haven't had time to dissect it into pieces. Maybe that is a good thing.

What I do know is this - 2009 is a year for just being. In the moment, with my loved ones, appreciating the beauty that surrounds us (amidst all the chaos). And wishing for some peace - for the world, for my inner sanctuary for the times when I won't know how to deal with tricky situations with Junior Burger.

So for now, a happy & chilled new year to all of you - take a deep breath, open your eyes and live consciously.