Wednesday, July 29, 2009

July Snapshots

Events I meant to blog about with full posts but now am just giving you the pictures:

Wednesday, July 1st: the "I can do it myself" block tower. There was something else funny about this, but sadly, I don't remember anymore.



Saturday, July 4th, at the Lake. It was our last trip to my parents' place at Lake Martin, since they've now sold it. We helped them pack that weekend and never managed to see any fireworks, but we enjoyed the reprieve from our busy lives all the same. Apparently, I also did not take enough pictures.






Friday, July 10th: Cow Appreciation Day. Everyone should do this! It was our first year to participate and I'm going to make it a family tradition.



(It's a bit difficult to see the ears pinned to their hats, or their tails, but I promise they were there! Jacob asked to take his off immediately after being served his free chicken.)



More posts coming soon on:
  • Melissa v. Jeffrey
  • Poolside Photos
  • Geolly Chester Lives Again
  • Jacob Jumps In
  • The Summer of the Family Reunion
  • Harry Potter and Imagination

  • and other book/movie/TV reviews...

    I'm gearing up to start (gasp!) blogging more regularly. I need this more than anyone, because it helps ME remember what happened last month, last week, or even just yesterday. Plus, I like to write. I miss it.

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    The Return of Darius Rucker

    I am probably the last person on the planet to know about this, but I thought I'd share anyway.

    My CD player is on the fritz. I have no iPod. So, when I'm driving by myself, my guilty pleasure is to check out the country music stations on the radio, especially on long trips to Alabama where the other radio stations are hard to come by. Usually I just flip through and keep going.

    Last week, though, while returning from a trip with the boys (they were both asleep), I heard a country song that just blew me away. I actually cried. I haven't cried while listening to a song on the radio in ages. I think this is what mommyhood has done to me.

    And who do I have to thank for this? That's right, Darius Rucker, the fomer lead singer of Hootie and the Blowfish, belting out "It Won't Be Like This for Long." Man, am I a sucker for a sappy song about kids growing up too fast.

    Apparently, he now has two #1 singles and made an appearance on Oprah, which was re-run today. I only know this because I providentially turned on the TV just as he was about to perform. (I promise I don't regularly watch Oprah. It just seems everytime I do, it is blog-worthy.) Were those kids in the video his? I feel old.

    It makes me wish I could find both my old Hootie albums. Those really take me back to 1994.

    I think I have found a country album I might actually want to buy. Oh, heaven help us.

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    Tuesday, July 28, 2009

    They Scare Because They Care

    While driving in the car with Jacob a few weeks ago, I suddenly heard "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" (very loud, fake scream). I thought something had bitten him at first! When I asked him what was wrong, he said, "I see a monster!" So I said, "Tell the monster 'Go away!" and Jacob says, "Go away, monster!" Then I asked, "Where did the monster go?" Jacob replied: "He went to work!"

    This has become a new obsession, the monsters. They seem mostly benign and intend to do no harm, just to scare, but Jacob's fake cries of alarm can be, well, alarming. Especially while driving. Still, he will calmly tell them, "Go away!" if I remind him of this sacred duty.

    I have found a use for these mysterious imaginary creatures of Jacob's own concoction: their absence. "Monsters don't like a clean house. They'll go away if we keep it clean." Jacob replies, "Let's go vacuum!"

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    Tuesday, July 21, 2009

    Lil' Chomper

    Ethan cut his first tooth yesterday! He was 5 months, 1 week and 4 days old!

    I've been waiting for this. The weeks of unending drool, the last few uncharacteristically fussy nights, the constant chewing on everything in sight....and last night, the proof!

    Ethan's got his older brother beat on this one. I checked the baby book, and Jacob's first tooth didn't arrive until he was 7 months old.

    Bye, bye, toothless grin! We'll be sad to see you go...but I'm glad I had those baby/sibling portraits done a few weeks back!



    (Notice the copious drool on his chin! Such a cutie. I should remember to take more photos!)

    Next up: solid foods, baby!

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    Saturday, July 11, 2009

    Release Date for New Eric Peters Album



    Good news, everyone! Eric Peters' latest, Chrome, officially releases on August 25. Team Redd has been anxiously awaiting a new EP album, and now the end is in sight. Eric has been blogging through the recording process, and the finished product should be fantastic. (Of course, his previous offerings would lead one to expect nothing less.)

    Check out ericpeters.net for more details, and more importantly, to place your pre-order.

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    Monday, June 22, 2009

    Good Things

  • Shopping for a Father's Day gift and finding the perfect tool box --on sale, even!-- 10 minutes before the store closes.

  • Realizing that bathing suit shopping is not impossible.

  • Making my first Mary Kay on-the-spot sale to a complete stranger at a spa event in Woodstock on Saturday. I can do this!

  • Enjoying the awesomeness that is Slope's BBQ.

  • Knowing that Gaines stayed up in the middle of the night with Jacob when he was sick so that I could get some sleep with Ethan.

  • Celebrating what an awesome father Gaines has been and continues to be.

  • Spending time with the boys' grandparents (and aunts Amy and Erin! and uncle Mike! and Kevin!).

  • Not having to cook or do housekeeping for a whole week while we're in Alabama.

  • Getting back $4 Extra Care Bucks on a $1.97 purchase at CVS.

  • Finding out that same CVS takes expired coupons.

  • Our families' liberal use of air conditioning.

  • A four-month old who is sleeping more than 5 hours at night.

  • Hearing that Gaines got a copy of N.T. Wright's Surprised by Hope for free using Border's Bucks.

  • Knowing that Gaines took a week's vacation so he could study Advanced Biblical Exegesis. He rocks.

  • How unlimited calling and the internet make the distance between Geneva and Atlanta seem small.






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    Friday, June 19, 2009

    Diaper FAIL

    This is not a discussion about cloth vs. disposable. I use both. This is a brand-name showdown.

    Now, I've never really been a disposable diaper brand purist. I use cloth when we're staying at home (and are not overwhelmed with laundry), and I've used almost every store brand and name brand diaper out there. But today, I ruled one brand right out.

    Huggies. I've been using another brand I bought on sale with a coupon for a month or so now. No blowouts with those, even when he went two days without pooping before his most recent mudslide. Last night, I ran out of the last package, and Jacob was asleep in his room so I didn't go for cloth. Instead, I broke out a package of size 2 Huggies someone gave me. They're fine for regular wetness, it seems, but on this occasion, I score them ZERO. Not more than five seconds after I heard the tell-tale signs of impending poopiness, I saw the evidence. Ugh.

    My 4 month-old does not poop often. In fact, lately, he poops once a day or once every few days. We have had very few blowouts. However, today, he had not one but TWO full-blown poop explosions: the kind that seep onto the onesie and require extensive stain treatment, the kind that require a bath. (Lest he touch some part of his body and inevitably put his hand in his mouth, which of course he does often.) So, make that two extra things to launder and an extra bath! Not to mention the wipes. This was a two WASHCLOTH kind of poopy day. Oh, and yes, the first diaper FAIL leaked onto the bouncy seat. Yet another thing to wash. It comes with the territory, of course, but I have a feeling this could have been prevented...

    If Jacob was feeling better, I might not mind as much. But while he's napping finally and I'm unable to access the cloth, I'm choosing the Pampers I have left in the diaper bag.

    P.S. Not to besmear the Huggies name altogether, I do like their Little Swimmers for the pool, and their size medium just happens to fit both boys. (I got them cheap last year at the end of the season and have enough for the entire summer. Yay!) Oh, and I guess their Pull-Ups aren't bad either. Okay, so maybe it's just their regular diapers that aren't as efficient?

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    Thursday, June 18, 2009

    Twenty-Nine

    No, really. I'm not just pretending that's my age. I'm actually 29 today. (But I'm hoping this one will just stick and I'll be perpetually in my 20's. I suppose that's not realistic for a mom, though. Maybe I can fake it for a few more years?!)

    Today was like March: in like a lion, out like a lamb. Jacob's been running a fever the past few days and about 1am this morning I was holding him when he threw up all over me. The day could only go up from there, right?

    I did get woken up this morning by a little voice saying "Happy Birthday, Mommy!" and bearing a card with his scribbles included. Even when sick he is absolutely adorable and sweet.

    The best part of my day?



    A cone for dad. A free cone for Jacob. And a free (with coupon) "Birthday Cake" ice cream cone for moi. Best $5 we've spent all week.

    Thanks for all the calls, cards, and well-wishes! They've made my evening!

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    Wednesday, June 10, 2009

    Birthday Wishes All Around

    Today is the birthday of one of my most brilliant and best friends, Jennifer, seen here in a photo from her wedding shower back in January. She is also a newly licensed Texas pharmacist, so if you need some drugs, um...I won't finish that.

    Happy birthday! I hope you are having a fabulous time! Your belated card is in the mail because I am forgetful even though I've been looking foward to this for a while because THIS YEAR my card was going to make it on time since you are actually in the U.S. Oops.



    Today is also the birthday of Mr. Maurice Sendak.

    Over the last few months we have greatly enjoyed reading a copy of Where The Wild Things Are, which we acquired at our local library and desire to own. I have to return it soon and I am sad. I'm not sure if I ever appreciated this work much as a kid, but certainly now I am loving its simple brilliance. Jacob likes it, too.

    Did you ever notice how the book reads like a poem? And how the illustrations only take up a small part of the page in the beginning but then grow and grow until the book becomes the wild world all around in the middle and then shrinks again as Max sails back through a year to his room?

    If you also appreciate the genius that is Maurice Sendak's book, please check out this great new tribute blog called Terrible Yellow Eyes. Today they posted a whole slew of illustrations in homage to Max's adventure. If I had the time, I would make one of my own.

    Did you know that someone has made a feature film of the book, too? This has promise.

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    Swimming Lessons

    Five things I learned today while at the pool:

    1. There is a type of bird whose song sounds strangely like a car alarm.

    2. You know how a cat will cling to you if you try to give it a bath? Imagine that the bath is a slightly chilly swimming pool and the cat is Jacob, clinging to ME and trying to stay above water! He greatly prefers a warm bath.

    Pictorial evidence:



    3. Apparently, small pieces of styrofoam from a disentegrated float resemble gum. Jacob: "I'm throwing the gums in the water!"

    4. Ethan is the same laid-back baby in the swimming pool or out. He even fell asleep in his carseat with a wet t-shirt and swim diaper on and didn't wake up until we got home.

    5. We need to go to the swimming pool more often!

    There's just something about a Capri Sun that says "summer":



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    Monday, June 08, 2009

    Double Burnination

    Jacob, two years ago:



    Ethan, now:



    What can I say? Neither are intimidating. They're just too cute!

    If you are unfamiliar with Trogdor, you can find out more from this Strong Bad e-mail. The site hasn't changed much in the past two years, but it's still funny. Methinks we need to catch up on our internet cartoons.

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    Busy Busy World


    The past seven days were some of the most jam-packed I've had in a long while. Thankfully, my mom was here to take care of the boys and I have been so blessed because of her willingness to come help. Jacob can be quite a handful, after all. She spent most of her time with him, playing golf out back in the afternoon or puzzles inside when it rained or blocks and cars in the mornings. I often was able to sleep in past 8, which was wonderful! I also didn't have to even think about laundry or doing the dishes the entire week and for that I am especially grateful!

    By way of explanation, I volunteered for VBS ages ago, before anything else was on the calendar. The Kids' Club dates were chosen by the amazing church who helped us out (who could turn down an offer like that?), and our manager picked the date and time for the Pool Party back in April. So no, I am not insane (though that has been contested) and did not choose this schedule all by myself!

    Activity: VBS at our church
    When: Monday through Friday, 1-4 p.m.
    Assignment: Crafts
    I was usually there by 12:30 every day to help set up. Everything was a kit, so it wasn't too hard to oversee, and I had some great helpers in three wonderful women from our church. Jacob stayed home with my Mom and napped, while Ethan had a blast with the nursery ladies, who only had to come get me once or twice during the week to nurse. He was like clockwork, and every day about 2:20 he'd suddenly get hungry! We discovered, too, that he sometimes prefers to be in his car seat so he can rock and kick his chubby little legs! Jacob was much better off at home, napping, though he was missed by one little friend in the nursery.

    Activity: Kids' Club at our apartment complex
    When: Monday through Wednesday, 6:30-8:00 p.m.
    Assignment: Hostess
    For this event, we just had to be present. Ethan usually tagged along, since either Gaines or I were always available to hold him, and Jacob would eat dinner with my mom and go to bed. I showed up every day around 6pm, and a local church brought a bus full of volunteers, dinner for an expected 40 kids, and all the crafts and games and smiles you could imagine! Due to a strict interpretation of fair housing by our management, we couldn't do an all-out Bible Study, but we could bill it as character-building. We told three "stories:" The Prodigal Son, The Lost Sheep, and The Good Samaritan. The church brought all the craft materials and supplies for some cute tote bags, handprint sheep, and butterfly suncatchers for the kids. We got to know a ton of new families through this event (free dinner was a big selling point). The best part was that some of the parents already knew one of the families who volunteered since their children attend the same local school! The last night was had 21 kids attend! We hope to continue a Kids' Club event once a month with some of the same volunteers!

    Wednesday night, Gaines and Ethan and I snuck away for a quick trip to Bruster's to celebrate. (Don't tell Jacob!) I might be addicted to a combination of chocolate chip cookie dough and birthday cake ice cream, though I've heard they have a key lime pie flavor I want to try next.

    On Friday morning, we went to the mall for lunch with my mom and rode the carousel, something Jacob still does not enjoy even though he talks about the "up and down" over and over again. One day he'll warm up to it, I know. He exchewed the horses and tigers and ostriches for the bench. Here he is, a bit freaked out and sitting on my lap.



    Later that night he said "I rode on the sofa!" We almost thought he meant he WROTE on the sofa in the den (something he's done before and knows he shouldn't repeat) until we figured out what he was saying!

    Friday night, Gaines and I went out on our first date alone since Ethan came along. It was my first experience at Five Guys, and the burgers are definitely worth all the hype. (Ironically or appropriately, they were running the interview on TV that night where the President made a run to the infamous burger joint, complete with greasy fry bags.) Next time, though, I think I'll skip the fries and save room for more ice cream. They were TOO good, if ya know what I mean.

    Activity: Pool Party at our apartment complex
    When: Saturday, Noon-3p.m.
    Assignment: Hostess
    Neither of the boys was at this event, though I did have to run back to feed Ethan at his usual mid-afternoon time. Thankfully, there wasn't much for us to do except greet people! We had a resident serve as a DJ and a fantastic chef grill all the food, so we didn't have to bring anything but some tables and tablecloths and prizes for the kids. We think it went well, and over 120 residents attended, despite the clouds which hung around until about 2pm.

    Activity: 2nd Birthday Party for a friend across town
    When: Saturday, 3:30-5 p.m.
    Assignment: Guest
    We went to this mostly because I wanted Jacob to have some fun and see his friends, especially since it was at one of those Gymboree places that he loves. My mom followed us and watched Ethan so I could play with Jacob on the mats. He wasn't very social (as is his custom when he's in a big group), so he mostly climbed and jumped by himself. He was afraid of the parachute again, even though he seemed to enjoy it at his own party a few months ago. I'm not sure what was different, but there were certainly more adults and kids than at his last party, plus we were about 30 minutes late, which meant he needed more time to warm up to the idea of everything, I think. Next time, I really need to get there early (HA!). All in all, I think it was a fun note to end the week.

    Isn't this just the cutest party favor bag? Filled with alphabet stickers and flash cards and a notepad, it was the perfect theme for a precocious 2-year old! Thanks, Jessica!



    We were sad to say goodbye to my mom Saturday afternoon, but all enjoyed a quiet evening after the rush of the week. The boys' naps were short Sunday, so I missed mine. I compensated later by watching an abundance of the Food Network and baking a cake topped with strawberries. Just because I could. Of course, watching that channel for too long will make me do crazy things. (It's like how all my attempts at healthy eating fail after reading The Pioneer Woman.)

    This morning was slow for all of us, and I even napped a bit with Ethan while Jacob watched television. I decided I deserved it, just this once. Yay for no schedule!

    Oh, I almost forgot. No post would be complete without a picture of my almost four month-old!


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    Monday, June 01, 2009

    Free Eugene Peterson!

    Don't worry, he's not behind bars. (Does that joke ever get old?) Christianaudio.com's free audio download for June is Peterson's Christ Plays in Ten-Thousand Places (unabridged). Check it out.

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    Friday, May 29, 2009

    Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

    Ethan's rolling on his way!



    (I apologize for the plumber's crack in the above shot. I didn't notice until AFTER I'd loaded the photo. It's still a good picture, but he'll hate me for it when he's older.)

    A few days ago, I noticed Ethan starting to roll over -- he'd get halfway, and be on one side. Thursday he scooted all the way around in a circle on his side, like a miniscule break dancer!

    Here he is a few weeks ago, trying:



    Then, today, I was working at the computer while Ethan was lying on a blanket on the floor. I put him on his tummy for a while, and he rolled to his side again, and then very quietly he rolled all the way over onto his back! Whether it was due to the motivation of a full poopy diaper making him uncomforatable, the absence of an ever-intense older brother, or just plain gumption, he succeeded!

    I took a photo!

    Ethan's first successful unassisted rollover:



    Then, I waited a little while and he rolled back to his stomach! That's definitely a first to be proud of! I got some still pictures, but was unable to get him to do it a second time to adequately capture it on video. Perhaps I will soon!

    Here he is, very proud of himself after rolling back onto his tummy:



    And he's only 3 months, 2 weeks, and 4 days old! (Thanks, ticker!) :) That's about 15 weeks for the mathematically challenged.

    Just so you know, he's growing fast, too. At his last checkup he was 14 lbs 7 oz and 24 inches long. And though I don't hold much stock in those percentiles, that's the 75% all around for height and weight. (He's bigger than average, where Jacob was just long and skinny, and about a pound less at 3 months.) Ethan now coos and gurgles all the time, as if he wants to join in our conversations. Even Jacob notices and says "Really, Ethan?!" It could be an SNL skit.

    Ethan also like to suck his thumb to self-soothe, somthing Jacob never did. It has earned him a nickname, so don't be surprised if you hear his older brother say, "Hey, Thumbsucker!" It's quite hilarious.

    Next big milestone: crawling. Uh-oh. I'll really be in trouble then.

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    Friday, May 22, 2009

    Babies Don't Keep



    This week, we have:
  • taken food to a friend across town
  • been to the Zoo
  • eaten too many french fries and brownies
  • went on two long walks with the new stroller
  • done about seven loads of laundry
  • visited the office, twice
  • played at a local park
  • vacuumed the third bedroom for the first time since we moved in

    Today I had more grand cleaning and organizing plans that I pushed aside for my little boy. And I'm so glad.

    I hope I will always have today's memory of holding feverish Jacob in our dwarf-size tippy-back armchair, with his body tucked under my arm, and reading almost the entire Rhyme Bible Storybook with him. To keep it going, I even filled in the gaps between each story with an explanation of how it fits into the larger picture of God's Big Story. Then, since he was sleepy but wouldn't sleep, I read to him in our big bed until he couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. Before I took a nap myself, I looked over at his little brother, conked out in his crib, and contentedly settled in for a short rest.

    Some wonderful moms have quoted the last stanza of the following to me before, but I didn't realize it was an entire poem until tonight. It's my new mantra. (See: dinner, which consisted of leftover bagels Gaines brought home from work.)

    Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
    Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
    Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
    Sew on a button and make up a bed.
    Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
    She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

    Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
    (lullaby, rock-a-bye, Lullaby loo).
    Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
    (pat-a-cake, darling, and peek-peek-a-boo).
    The shopping is not done and there's nothing for stew
    And out in the yard there is a hullabaloo.
    But I'm playing "Kanga" and this is my "Roo."
    Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
    (lullaby, rock-a-bye, lullaby loo).

    The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
    For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
    So quiet down cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
    I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

    Ruth Hulburt Hamilton, 1958


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  • Sunday, May 17, 2009

    The Saga of the Double Stroller

    For the past few months, if I've gone walking with both boys (and it has happened too few times), I've put Ethan in a baby carrier and Jacob in a stroller. That's not really ideal for a long walk or a hot day or a trip to the zoo. So, some generous family members gave us some money to get a brand new double stroller. Woo-hoo!

    Thanks to my mom friends for suggestions! After months of research, reading reviews, and scouring the daily deals, I finally decided on exactly what kind of double jogging stroller I wanted and would best meet our needs (and our budget). Here's the story of what happened after I found it.

    4-29-09 3:30 p.m. Ordered Baby Jogger City Classic Double Jogging Stroller in Navy. Got a great deal since it was a 2008 on closeout!



    4-29-09 3:32 p.m. Realized I wasn't signed in to eBates! Cancelled order.

    4-29-09 3:40 p.m. Reordered said stroller and got back $14.00 with ebates! Woo-hoo!

    05-01-09 12:54 p.m. Price-matched stroller and got another $50 back!

    05-04-09 10:30 a.m. Stroller arrives!

    05-04-09 2:30 p.m. Opened box and realized that stroller had been damaged:



    05-04-09 3:22 pm Chatted online with company to request a course of action.

    05-04-09 4:00 p.m. Took pictures of damage and sent them to the company.

    05-04-09 5:00 p.m. Attempted to repackage stroller in original box so that it can be resealed. Unsuccessful. It was difficult!

    05-05-09 3:30 p.m. Spoke with representative. They could have picked it up that Friday. "Um, how do I get it back in the box properly so it can close?" They had no clue. They suggested I wait until I have new stroller and see how IT is packaged. Oh, well.

    05-11-09 Received tracking number for new stroller. Expected to arrive Wednesday!

    05-14-09 11:00 a.m. My new (unblemished) stroller arrived! Hooray!

    05-14-09 11:30 p.m. Repackaged old stroller in box with Gaines' help. It was actually fairly simply once I had an assistant!

    Now we have TWO large stroller boxes in our entryway:



    05-20-09 This is the date the damaged stroller is scheduled for pick-up. Yay!

    I will say that despite the inconvenience, I'm glad I returned the stroller. and it was a fairly streamlined and trouble-free process. At least I didn't have to take the box up and down our stairs! The last FedEx guy who dropped off our stroller on Wednesday quipped: "I'm sure glad you're home!"

    I would highly recommend both mystrollers.com and BabyJogger.com for their excellent customer service and personalized help!

    Now I have a stroller in perfect condition, and the only bumps will be my fault.
    I can't wait to take it for a test run (and see if it really does fit in our Civic's trunk)! If only the rain would go away! Hopefully Monday will be my first time to take the boys out on a walk together in their new ride. We already tested it out indoors and Jacob was rarin' to go!

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    Wednesday, May 13, 2009

    Quick Thoughts on the LOST Season Finale

    (I do not think these contain spoilers. If you saw the episode, though, feel free to make comments ON OUR BLOG and know that those will NOT be spoiler-free.)

    1. The opening scene blew away all my expectations and cancelled out quite a few of my guesses, especially about Jacob. Best. Episode. Ever.

    2. What happened at the end of the episode IS "the incident." The past will not be rewritten.

    3. Juliet = Desmond when he turned the key in season 2

    4. All of the castaways who were in 1977 will be returned to 2007 or sometime thereafter.

    5. Jacob vs. "unamed guy in black" showdown will be "the war" that has been coming

    6. "unamed guy in black" = the Smoke monster

    7. I must read more Flannery O'Connor. See: recurring theme of resurrection

    I'm sure I'll come up with more tomorrow, but for now: discuss!

    UPDATE: This recap by some guy named Todd touches on many of the religious themes of the show, and even dubs" unnamed guy in black" as Esau. Thoughts?

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    Tuesday, May 12, 2009

    All things Randy G

    Remember way back when I actually posted semi-regularly to this blog and wrote about a Randall Goodgame concert? Well, me neither.

    But, I would direct you over to the Rabbit Room, where the song that made me cry, "California," is the song of the day. Which means you can listen to it for free!

    Go on, check it out. Plus, as a bonus, you get an interview with the G-man himself. If you want more Randall, here's his blog. And he also sometimes updates their adoption blog, which is pretty nice.

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    Saturday, May 09, 2009

    Poems for Mothers

    As heard today on the Writer's Almanac:

    To My Mother
    by Wendell Berry

    I was your rebellious son,
    do you remember? Sometimes
    I wonder if you do remember,
    so complete has your forgiveness been.

    So complete has your forgiveness been
    I wonder sometimes if it did not
    precede my wrong, and I erred,
    safe found, within your love,

    prepared ahead of me, the way home,
    or my bed at night, so that almost
    I should forgive you, who perhaps
    foresaw the worst that I might do,

    and forgave before I could act,
    causing me to smile now, looking back,
    to see how paltry was my worst,
    compared to your forgiveness of it

    already given. And this, then,
    is the vision of that Heaven of which
    we have heard, where those who love
    each other have forgiven each other,

    where, for that, the leaves are green,
    the light a music in the air,
    and all is unentangled,
    and all is undismayed.


    "To My Mother" by Wendell Berry, from Entries. © Pantheon Books, 1994. Reprinted with permission.


    Another poem, found while searching for something else, but entirely appropriate since I was up with Jacob at 3am last night:
    Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight
    by Galway Kinnell (one of my favorite poets)

    You scream, waking from a nightmare.

    When I sleepwalk
    into your room, and pick you up,
    and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me
    hard,
    as if clinging could save us. I think
    you think
    I will never die, I think I exude
    to you the permanence of smoke or stars,
    even as
    my broken arms heal themselves around you.

    Read the rest of the poem at this poetry society page.


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