Wednesday, March 28, 2012

your one wild and precious life

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver

The Summer Day

By Mary Oliver

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,

which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

Baby Bump #2, week 17

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Welcome to the second trimester!

That's the email I got today... it told me my baby is the size of a lemon now and can even suck it's thumb.  Reading those words made me want to cry.  It's real, it's happening... and things are okay.

My morning sickness is letting up some and the zofran has really been a lifesaver.  And today my Mama is taking me shopping for a beautiful outfit for a family friend's wedding coming up and Easter.

Things are good.  Life is good.
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