Space

I was fortunate enough to spend much of this weekend at a yoga workshop.  To describe the experience after I told Paul that it had a similar effect on me as our new bamboo floors have had on our house, in that as this floor "yokes" the areas of the house to create more flow and continuity and space within the same house.  So if my body was the house the workshop was the floor that did some "yoking" or yoga within my own house.  But there goes my mind running again, and now I don't want to ponder these thoughts I just want the waves to pass through and to keep the space and so at this moment that would make it impossible to keep writing.   I will only write my intention for the time being and that is to make a daily practice of practicing tapas.

Mother Wind

Mother Wind dost blow and howl cruel bitter cold through bones and homes.  Everything is shaken.  Everything is stirred - within and without - exciting tempest, uneasy seductrest.  C'mon ye playful people, stir yer own pots.  See what is brewing within.  Exit air and ground ye soul.

The children are sleeping for minutes more.  While the wind roughs up our outer home Paul and I shake up our interior.  Literally.  We have moved all living room furniture into the centre to begin tearing the ugly horrid wretched carpets from our living space.  I have taken before pictures.  Slowly our living space is being transformed.  I forget that less than a year ago there was a central wall sectioning off a useless hallway and five doorways staring at me from where I sit in the kitchen.  Now there is only a half wall partitioning off the kitchen from the living room.

Less than two weeks ago Paul and Dad put bamboo floors in our bedroom.  So sweet.  So clean, so crisp.  Haha.  Here we go.  Shake it up.  Out with the old, old, old!!!  Enter chaos!

Bring it Winter Wind!!

Synergy

NINE months OUTSIDE, NINE months INSIDE = Synergy!

You dressed as a mouse (small but mighty) for Hallowe'en, but you'll always be my Snuggle Bug, or Halle - go - balle to Anneka and the "cutest baby in history" to Daddy.  You rock our world!  We are IN LOVE!

You are a mini machine.  You crawl and climb and pull up.  When we hold your hands you walk - high stepping actually across the room.  You cling to me like a koala bear when you are tired, bumped or bruised (which is often) or scared...I swear you could climb me like a tree trunk.  When you were scared of me with my big yellow owl-eyes on All Hallow's Eve you clung sobbing to your Daddy who was much more cozy as "The Teddy Bear's Picnic".  I later took you into Becky's bathroom and held you as I washed my make up off.  I could feel all your contracted muscles begin to relax as the mama you know emerged.  I just want to squish you to pieces and eat you up!

You're laugh is hilarious and comes so easily.  You get so excited with your world of learning - for example, when you pull up on something new you look at me laughing your excited laugh and tensing your little muscles.

You're pretty easy to be around.  You go to sleep easily on your own, you nap well, you enjoy exploring and don't need to be picked up as much, you're happy in sling, stroller or backpack, you love other babies and kids.  Sometimes you shy away from adults and other times you engage and wave at many.  Those are your waving days.  You've also been attempting hand clapping and are in full babble mode.  You're Daddy agrees with me that you are actually saying "Mama" directed at me.  You understand so many things - when we call you for your bath you crawl full tilt laughing and cajoling into the bathroom.

On the flip side, you can get so angry.  So many similarities to your sister - quick with your emotions - yet also so different.  I hope I am right, but I think you two are going to be really good buddies.  You both clearly are fun girls.  The other day you and Anneka were playing cat and mouse and you were laughing and laughing, it was the best thing a Mummy could see!