Mother’s Day

The day Wyatt ran up to me, and with no prompting or guidance of any kind, looked me right in the eyes and said, “I love you Mommy!!”

The day Wyatt ran and grabbed a book and when I asked him if he wanted Daddy to read it said, “No! Mommy read it!”

The day we took Wyatt to The Cloisters and held hands as we ran the entire way there.

The day I took this adorable picture and realized for the one millionth time how lucky I am.

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Cloisters23 Weeks/ 20 Months

Working For The Weekend

In case you didn’t know: I’m back at work. Wah wah wah. Even though I have abandoned Wyatt for the world of work, he doesn’t hold it against me. Instead, because he’s just the coolest, sweetest, most amazing kid, he hugs me and kisses me and shows me about a million things from the minute I walk in the door until he falls asleep at night. And, then there are the weekends. Beautiful, blessed weekends when Wyatt and I get up early and go to the park to watch the dogs run and play. When Wyatt sits in my lap and points to every airplane that flies over head. When Wyatt hugs me tight as the dogs run over to us. When Wyatt waves and yells “hi!” to every passing human (and canine). When there is nothing else in the world except my sweet family and the beautiful place we live.

Montgomery15 Weeks/13 Months

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Round Two

Last week I picked up my phone to check the weather.  As the app opened I gasped: 95 DEGREES!?  Seriously.  Where was I living?  Arizona?  Then I looked again and noticed that I had, in fact, been looking at Arizona’s weather.  My bad.  I swiped to find the correct page and when I finally landed on the local weather page, I was rewarded for my efforts: it was actually only 94 degrees.  WTF.  Oh, that’s right.  Heat Wave.

Well the heat wave broke today so we packed up the picnic basket and the babe and headed out on our second journey to Governor’s Island.

The whole way there Joel and I couldn’t stop talking about the 4 person bikes you can rent to ride around the island.  Last time we visited the island I was a zillion months pregnant (see pic below) and it was a zillion degrees out (maybe summer is the wrong time to go?) so we skipped the bikes and vowed to try them next time.  Well, today was the day.  Yay for four person bikes!  Except, kiddos have to be older than 1 to ride that ride.  Doh.

Despite our inability to ride the bicycle I’ve been dreaming about (it just occurred to me that the things that excite me these days are very different than the things that excited me before kids…) and I did throw a giant temper tantrum because of it… (Sorry 16 year old kid who bore the bulk of my wrath.  My bad, again.  I blame the heat wave and the lack of sleep it caused) we did get to ride a vintage French carousel, Wyatt made friends with another Wyatt, and I didn’t get sick on the ferry.  Yay for beautiful days like this one.

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31 Weeks/10.5 Months

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Nathan’s Famous

Sunshine.  The ocean.  Hotdogs.  Coney Island.  Tank tops.  And, a kid who is already as in love with the beach as we are.

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25 Weeks / 9 Months

We Live In Brooklyn Baby!

The best thing about being on maternity leave, aside from spending quality time with the kid and all that, is getting to go out and do whatever I want each day without having to think about, you know, work (shudder).

Today, with no second thought about responsibilities (because I have none – aside from teaching and guiding and encouraging and raising my darling son and helping him grow into a strong, independent, intelligent, loving, generous, amazing man – phew!) we decided it was the perfect time to strap on our walking shoes and backpacks and play the tourist.  Time to show the little guy exactly how amazing this place is.  Time to watch his face light up at the towering sky scrapers and wave hello to every passing person.

Brooklyn Bridge27 Weeks Pregnant/8 Months Old

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Screen Shot 2013-05-06 at 7.20.36 PMThe bridge, the people, the cars… it all delighted Wyatt to no end.

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The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of

This time last year Joel and I strolled, hand in hand, through the Cherry Blossom Orchard at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. I cradled my ever growing belly, Joel tried desperately to get a good picture of me, and we both dreamed of the day we’d get to bring our bouncing baby boy to see the beautiful blossoms for himself.

As I reflect on that day I remember we wondered what our son would be like. Would he be happy and healthy? Would he have red hair? Would he look like his sister?

This week Joel and I strolled, hand in hand, through the Cherry Blossom Orchard. I gazed fondly at the beautiful boy strapped to my chest, Joel (again) tried desperately to get a good picture of me and our son, and we both felt happy.  Wyatt spent most of the day charming the pants off everyone who looked his way and we just smiled, realizing that sometimes dreams do come true.

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It’s A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood

Today we made another dream come true.

DUMBO. Where the macarons are perfect, the breeze is pleasant, and the views are spectacular. Where I envisioned a beaming redheaded boy riding on the carousel with his daddy. Where I pictured our family, happy and healthy and head over heels in love. Where reality exceeds expectation.

Today we crossed another thing off the list: Wyatt, meet The World. The World, this is Wyatt.

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Living The High Life

Life has a funny way of catching you off guard.  Even though I JUST wrote about the novelty of motherhood (literally 5 days ago), today I was yet again shocked and moved at the notion that, yes, this pregnancy worked.

Throughout my pregnancy with Wyatt I often dreamed about the things I would do with him once he was here.  I documented many of these dreams in the little notes I wrote to him as Joel and I  journeyed through the belly series (and the pregnancy) together. All of a sudden, as in, just a few days ago, it occurred to me (once again) that he’s here. He’s HERE!  He’s in this world and all those things and all those places and all those memories are ours for the taking.  Let the games begin.

Drum roll please… Wyatt, I give you The High Line:

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And… Buddy slept the ENTIRE time. This kid.

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Belly Series II

The miracle of all miracles has occurred and our beautiful son, Wyatt, is here. But, before I inundate this blog with pictures and tales of my beautiful son, I’d first like to take a second to inundate this blog with pictures and tales of me…

When I was pregnant with Clementine, Joel and I took weekly walks through the park and documented her growth (and mine) as we prepared for her arrival. It was only afterwards that I truly understood how special those moments were, and have gotten much needed comfort from looking at the pictures and remembering happier times. When we found out we were expecting again Joel and I decided that even though we were scared and filled with trepidation, documenting this new pregnancy was incredibly important. Now that Wyatt is here and we can shout our joy from the rooftops, it’s time to share our newest Belly Series, highlighting some of the best days Joel, Wyatt and I spent together as we journeyed toward his much anticipated, much desired birthday.

Without further ado: