"Words and Music, Communicaton"

in this warm moment
there is only us
i am curled around you
as if you are a small turtle
and i am your shell

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you sang your first song tonight,
our lullaby became a
little melody sung
in the round, you
making soft words
into a rolling chant
sohn, sohn, sohn,
dee, dee, dee
sonnez les matinas,
sonnez les matinas,
dee, dee, dee

Her language has just exploded into being. At the beach she seemed to make a quantum leap. She learned "my turn" and "moh-monst" for monster, started making sentences. Tonight while I worked on my art, she was at the grandies' saying "Home. Take. Take me." When I picked her up she said "Go home. Bye! Mama, home."

On the drive down south, she insisted on sitting on the potty on her own. "Potty! Own! Peepee!" She didn't pee, but sat two times for several minutes. She also immediately removed a poop diaper (first thing in the morning, pre-coffee) along with her pajama bottoms and announced the poop. Exciting happenings.

The post title's from a Mother Love Bone song I haven't thought of in ages.

And on her arrival I will set free the birds
It's a pretty time of year
when the mountains sing out loud.

It's been two weeks (three?) since my last post...

I feel like I should make confession or something! (I'm Jewish, in case you haven't noticed, but still...)

What can I say, the weeks have just flown by. I saw a mama friend from LLL this evening and her son -- who was so teeny tiny when we met, is now so big! It was shocking... I realized I hadn't seen her in a month, already!

What's keeping me so busy? Life. With. Toddler.

For all that I love my son (and oh. I. do.), I realize keenly how much busier I am now that he is here and so so so so so active! And then when we're not busy, we are chilling, toddler style, which means no computer (or if there's a computer, Elmo is definitely involved, which limits mommy's brain power/ laptop usage to checking email and keeping up with my LJ).

Plus, the second year molars (which are almost all in, Thank G-d!) have been keeping him from either sleeping well at night or taking naps. We're doing OK, but I just have to keep the important stuff in mind: staying afloat and making sure my life isn't revolving around the 'nets. That I get some me time that doesn't include typing. (hahahahahahaha)

Next week, we're traveling again. This time for six weeks -- 3 without my husband :(((( . I'm not sure I'm ready.

And yet, I will be.

That, my friends, is the essence of my life. And it is good.