Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Intentions for 2017

There have been numerous times in my life when I packed up all I could fit into not so big boxes and left a part of me behind. A part of my soul left in my hometown, my University town, the quaint European village I inhabited for nine months, and now all of me resides in a town twenty minutes from where my husband was born. It is in all of these places that I came with sparse belongings and a half empty heart moving further & further from my roots, my family, and the Atlantic.

When you move so many times you start to lose your sense of belonging and I found myself questioning my identity. I tried filling my time with new activities, hobbies, exercise. I became the type of person with a long list of things I said I wanted to do, or was going to do and then never did them.
Then I had my girls and I had purpose. I was busy. I didn't have to tell myself I was going to start sewing, baking bread for the homeless, or design a website for single mothers (just an example of some of the many things I thought would help me find myself that I never fully committed to).

This blog is another example of that. I knew I wanted to write when I started it, but about what? I do make-up on the side of my career, so I did that for a while, but it still wasn't really "me". When Scotlyn was born with Albinism I turned to writing and this blog as an outlet, to connect with others, and share my feelings. As a kid I always wrote and read poetry, and as a 20 something I did a degree in English, so words have always been a part of my soul.

As I sit here today, while my two girls nap and having just found out this week I landed the career I always wanted, I realize that I waste a lot of time thinking about all the things I want to do and not ever really do it. I wasn't even going to apply for the job I've wanted for so long until multiple people called to tell me I should and now because of these supporters, after my maternity leave, I will start my new career.  I am hoping this post will help hold me accountable for all the things I want to accomplish in 2017:

Work on:
Read more
Don't waste money
Spend less time online/watching TV
Get in better shape & eat healthier
Be a better wife & Mother
Spend more time outside
Minimalize
Cross off and DO:
Pay off student debt
Buy an SUV
Go to Paint night
Go indoor rock climbing
Lose 10lbs
Become a certified Bereavement Doula click for more info
Get a work promotion
Make my own scent free/toxic free laundry soap recipe here.






Monday, January 30, 2017

Annabel Leigh

On November 21, 2016 we welcomed our second baby girl Annabel Leigh, nine days early 7.4lbs 20 inches long, into our family. She is an absolute dream of a newborn who nurses, sleeps, and is so patient, as we care for her older sister Scotlyn. There were many times during my pregnancy when I wondered if Annabel, like Scotlyn, would have Albinism. I tried to tell myself that I didn't care and it didn't matter. Well, it doesn't matter, but there were a few moments during my caesarean when my husband could see our sweet girl, and I still could not, that I anxiously needed to know what she looked like, did she have that tell tale snow white hair. At first, covered in birth, my husband thought her hair had a darker sandy appearance and there was a moment of what felt like relief. It would mean no eye surgeries, no dashing to the car to get out of the sun, worrying the bright lights were hurting her eyes, or diligently applying SPF 100 multiple times a day throughout the year. It would mean no questions about nystagmus, no strabismus, or other vision concerns, no social implications. Then there was the moment and any parent knows the one I mean. The first time you lay your eyes on the baby you grew for 9 months and it is the true definition of love at first sight. Her hair wasn't just white it quite literally looked like it had sparkles. Her eyes, a dark blue, were kept mostly closed sleeping like she just floated down from heaven into my arms. I knew then that she did have Albinism and it wasn't just okay; it was perfect. She was exactly the baby that we were meant to have brought into our lives so beautiful and sound that it created a fear in my heart that she was too perfect for this world.

After losing my older sister in 2008, I dreamed of the day I would have two little girls, close in age as we were, to watch grow together. Scotlyn adores Annabel and even when she refuses to give Kyle, or I kisses she always has a kiss for Anna. She insists on kissing her every night before bed and at times kisses her so feverishly I wonder if our little Bell can even breathe. I always catch myself saying, "I can't wait until.." they can play, and run, and laugh, but I am making a conscious effort to try and slow down and take in these precious newborn moments with our girls before we have any of the real stresses to deal with that I am sure all parents cope with, not just parents of kids with "disabilities". I already know Scotlyn will succeed at whatever she sets her mind to. At not even two, I know her low vision will not stop her and she amazes us with her intelligence every day. My hope now is that Annabel will also amaze me with the things she learns and sees and I am sure she will.

Annabel is now just over two months old she's already rolling from back to tummy and weighs 12.7lbs and is 22.5 inches long. She's growing so fast & continues to amaze us with her sweet gentle spirit.