dreaming of a white christmas

or maybe I don't have to dream...

It's snowing here in Massachusetts.

And there's absolutely nowhere I have to be

but home,

homemade cocoa... see the cinnamon stick? :)

 with Matt upstairs and my little bunny by the tree.

Is it snowing where you are?

xoxo

Sunday naps and Christmas card photos

earlier in the day- activity time with dad & Luna

Happy Sunday. It's cold, rainy and dark here today. I'm sitting here with my sleeping baby on my chest, my sleeping hubby on the couch next to me and a sleeping pup on her blanket by the fire. There is no place I'd rather be:).

We finally ordered our Christmas cards. Usually, I shoot for perfection (or as close to it as I can get). Matt humors me as we take 200 (yes, 200!!;)) photos until Matt, Luna and I are all looking at the camera with happy, Christmassy expressions. 


Take #1

 This year, with my new-found style of breast milk and spit-up-stained clothing, unwashed hair and yesterday's lunch crumbs still hanging out on the coffee table, perfection is not the goal.


Take #2

 So, after three takes, we got a shot. Not perfect, but we captured a real moment, so that, in and of itself, makes it perfect.
 

Take #3


(thank you, also, for editing software;))

Have a lovely week:)

xoxo

settling in

Hello, December.

Thank you all for your well wishes and sweet comments on the arrival of Benjamin:). We're settling in with him, just in time for the cold front. The fireplace insert is running 24/7 and it's requiring a lot of extra work (and wood) to keep the house warm. But warm & toasty it is for the little guy, who, I have to say, all biases aside, is really a sweet & good little boy :).

We came home from the hospital in time for Thanksgiving. We had a quiet meal, which was a drastic change from our usual hosting of 25 family members:). This year, it was just the four of us, sitting by the fire, eating a (delicious!) pre-cooked turkey dinner from our local grocery store. It was relaxing and just what we needed after the hospital blur (but we do look forward to our tradition of football games and 25 stuffed bellies again next year...wait, make that 26 bellies).

Since Thanksgiving, we've been spending our time with Benjamin, staring at him, learning him and watching him take in this whole new world around him. I find myself often apologizing to him, ie. when it takes 20 minutes just to change his onesie 'honey, mama is new at this', or when I take his diaper off and forget to cover the stream of pee that soaks his chest 'mama's learning too, sweetie'. But all in all, it does seem that the past two weeks have made me a progressively better mama and he seems to be getting more patient and comfortable with both his mom & dad.

And seeing his dad with him just melts my heart. He gets this proud look. And this whole fatherhood thing seems to come quite easily for him. Another asset to add to the list of the reasons why I love him;).

And then there's the fourth (well, she would say she's the third). She has adjusted amazingly well. No adjustment at all, really. She seems to think that she is B's mama. I often spy her monitoring him while he naps. She sleeps near his moses basket, barks a bit sooner and louder when she hears outside noises. She protects him. It's really sweet. (But who am I kidding- this is no surprise;)).

So, happy December. I'm very much looking forward to my first real December in blogland:). I hope you are all enjoying this magical (and maybe a bit crazy;)) month. I look forward to basking in it all here with you:).

Thanks for stopping by.

xoxo