{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
posted on June 12, 2013 by
The World Through B’s Eyes: June 2013
B was busy this month taking (and deleting) lots of pictures. Here are a few of my favorites from my two-and-a-half-year-old son. 
(Click on any image to see a slideshow.)
Our magazine collection which B likes to cut up.
Me while I change his diaper.
He and E make these collages out of magazine clippings and he apparently thought it would be a nice backdrop for his monkey.
The moon in his room.
One of his “dolls” he literally took about fifteen pictures of her alone.
Our container garden on the deck.
His view in the back of my car.
The result of this photo.
This was actually taken by B’s friend, Tori, when we took her, her mom, and her new baby sister to the bird park.
This was also part of a series. He would take a picture, turn the page, then take another picture and repeat the process.
A bird in our bird feeder. I actually have a picture of him taking this photo but apparently never posted it.
The one and only picture he took at the zoo when we took him there for the first time a few weeks ago. There are lions somewhere in this picture.
posted on June 9, 2013 by
An Unplanned Break
If I had gotten a “This Moment” post up last week, this is what the photo would’ve been. B is actually the one who took it, but it’s the only picture I have right now of E’s foot (because, you know, it’s hard to take a photo in this house which overflows with cameras).
He sent me a text message from his softball game on Wednesday, May 29th, saying he had hurt himself. I thought maybe he pulled a muscle or was pelted by a ball. When he finally got himself home and hobbled up the stairs, it was obvious something more was going on and I offered to drive him to the ER. He debated for a while (with me saying nothing but positive and encouraging things in the background like, “if it was me, you’d make me go!”) while he squirmed around in a great deal of pain and finally decided to just drive himself. He didn’t want to wake B and didn’t know how long it would be.
About an hour later, he sent me another message saying that they thought it was a ruptured or torn Achilles’ tendon. I told him that was pretty cool since that’s like a professional athlete injury. They splinted and wrapped his leg up and sent him home with crutches and a prescription for Vicodin, which we never ended up filling. The next morning, he went to work and spent most of the day on the phone with a surgery center making appointments, scheduling an MRI and, ultimately, scheduling surgery for the following Monday. They later moved it up to that Friday (the next day) and suddenly, my husband was going to be going under the knife less than 48 hours after his injury.
I’d like to say I handled it gracefully and stoically, but I didn’t. After I dropped him off at the surgery center and made a quick stop at the grocery store for some of his favorite foods, I went home and blubbered my way through the afternoon. My friend, A, talked to me on the phone for a while which I was so thankful for as I felt really very alone and scared and sad. Yes, I knew it was standard surgery, but my mind is good at going to dark places and I imagined him not waking up from the anesthesia or a major artery being nicked or something like that and me suddenly being a widow. Thankfully, my best friend’s mom who is also a nurse, came and sat with me while I waited. She actually listened to the surgeon when he finally came out to the waiting room (after being nearly an hour overdue for a surgery that was only expected to take an hour, which did nothing for my nerves) and remembered all the important details that my brain couldn’t quite grab at that point. She knew all of the right questions to ask the recovery room nurse and after we got E home, she went out and picked up his prescription and whatever else she thought he might need from the drug store. I can’t imagine not having had her help.
It’s been an exhausting week for all involved. E for just having to move around on crutches and being in pain. Me for having to do my normal household stuff along with most of his (though he is making a valiant effort to help out) as well as working and caring for B. It’s just been hard.
And this was a very long explanation for why I haven’t posted in over a week. It’s going to be a l-o-n-g recovery….at least six months or more. But he should be off crutches in about a month, which will be a very good day for all of us!
posted on May 31, 2013 by
This Moment
{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
posted on May 29, 2013 by
System Status: May 2013
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This month flew by, which I’m prone to say at the end of every month, but still…..it flew by! And here we are at the beginning of summer again!
In the end of May I am….
…reading Glimpses of Grace by Madeleine L’Engle. She was one of my favorite authors when I was growing up (and actually wrote my very favorite book), so when I saw this suggested on The Better Mom blog and found it on PaperbackSwap, I picked it up. Some of the entries have been very insightful and some not so much for me, but it’s been neat to read her work again. Makes me want to read other things by her.
…watching the last of the regular season shows (Community, Parks and Recreation, The Middle, Castle, and, of course, The Office, were a few we followed this season). We canceled our Hulu Plus subscription this week and switched to Netflix for the summer, so now we’re catching up on the last season of Eureka and all of the new Arrested Development episodes. I’m also looking forward to some good movies! Any recommendations?
…loving this month’s Olive Box! I often get cash for birthdays and holidays, so I’ve been using that to get myself surprises in the mail every month so it still feels like I’m getting a gift. This month was Snail Mail My Email, a “happy mail” sticker set, a letterpress “Keep in Touch” card from Belle and Union, and some awesome wooden mechanical pencils that look like…pencils. I like surprises in the mail.
…eating the first share of our chicken CSA, which we picked up on May 15th from very friendly people at the Boulder County Farmer’s Market. At nearly six pounds, these chickens are massive and quite tasty too. I think we’ll be doing this one again next year. Our veggie CSA starts this week and I’m interested to see how it goes as this is a new farm for us.
…looking forward to summer! I always make lots of plans at the beginning of the summer and rarely follow through with even half of them. I still follow the same pattern every year though. This year includes camping at least a few times, getting B outside more (I have to be very intentional about this as we don’t have a yard), and hopefully at least a few good books.
And there you have the state of the Reb.
