Thursday, February 11, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
This little bird was all smiles on her second birthday. She wore her special birthday dress and continually talked of 'my balloons' (her papa brought home no less than thirty pink and red balloons!!!)
I know the days of chubby cheeks and dimpled hands are numbered and because of that I feel like I live constantly breathing them in. Her brain is so sharp and her will so powerful though, that I won't be able to be sad for these days for long, because I am too excited to see the girl she grows into.
And below you will find the most beautiful photo I've ever seen of us. I wish it was taken with a better camera, or just a better lens maybe. However, I can't focus on that too much, because look at those beautiful smiles.
Soon I will write about 'the split' and how parenting has changed since living in two homes (hint: not much), but that's for another day. Today is for cupcakes and pigtails.
Bernadette turns ONE
Bernadette is born
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
In an effort to hold my life and heart together throughout 2015, I let some of my favorite practices fall to the wayside, blogging being one of them. I treasure this blog, the way it documents the beautiful moments of my life, my children's growth and my creative endeavors all in one place. It's perfect for reminding me that I have so much to get out of bed for in the morning. And so much to be grateful for.
As someone who has a tendency to overshare, I think I stayed away from the blog all together this past year out of respect for my family and the rearranging that happened to us. We are growing more into the beautiful family we were meant to be. A family that may not be nuclear, but one that loves and supports each other without question or doubt, no matter how many roofs we live under. It's hard. It's not the way I saw my life going. It's not the way I would've chosen it. But I don't regret anything. And it turns out, when you make the right, albeit hard, decisions for your family, everyone blossoms. When I look at each of my children, their father and I in 2015, I see growth. Beautiful growth.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
"Redding what do you think of your new hair cut?"
"I think it's wonderful. I love you mama.... But I've never gotten my haircut before. I want to do it again tomorrow."
After asking for short hair for two weeks, we finally decided it was time to take him to get his haircut. I was sure once at the barbers, Redding would get scared and change his mind, saying something like 'oh, let's just do it tomorrow.' However I greatly underestimated the determination of my boy. His face was very solemn as he sat in the chair. What was he thinking about? How did it make him feel? He was quiet the entire time, sitting very still. But as soon as it was over, he was so pleased with his short hair, running to give his sister a hug, he laughed and laughed.
This child blows my mind, he really does. His gentle spirt and old soul is such a joy to have in my life. How lucky am I.
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Exactly four years ago, while still in my nauseous phase of pregnancy with Redding, I finished my senior painting project and put down my brushes. I didn't pick them up again until three and half years later. It was last fall, when I painted this mural.
I remember at some point during this time I ran into a friend from art school. She was so interested to know how my paintings had developed 'Oh Andrea! Tell me about how motherhood has changed your process? What are you working on now?' I'm not sure what I said, but some how I made the process of glittering christmas ornaments sound like, you know, just the coolest thing out there.
Last fall I spoke to someone (who may or may NOT have been a psychic. hush.) He told me that I may never become a painter, because the block in me was too great. Obviously he didn't have an understanding of my inner workings (or perhaps he did?), because that was all I needed, it set a fire under me. Within a week I had finished this painting in my backyard.
Within two months I had a studio space and had completed a large-scale portrait series.
Perhaps this is why this blog has been left behind a little bit?
I think we all just do what we can when we can. Whether it be blogging, painting or glittering christmas ornaments. As long as we are find a way to get out the crazies while creatively expressing ourselves, that's really all that matters, isn't it?
love love, andrea