Christmas in Green Turtle Cay, Bahamas

Green Turtle Cay, Bahamas was lovely. My parents gifted us the trip. Truly a gift of a lifetime. To be together, among the magic of the Bahama water, our lives during those 10 days following no hurried scheduele, simply the delight in each of us guiding the day's journey. Cooking and swimming, gathering lobsters in front our our house "Tall Pines," running the beaches or the rocky, unpaved coral roads, reading from the porch, the water shaded blue then green, then deeper blue, the moon was full, the wine was good, Tessa running out the doors onto the beach, in complete and utter contenment so full of independence and joy as she spent the time with all of us, Teagan transformed from a sitting baby to a almost crawing baby. Thank you mom and dad for such an opportunity

New Year's Day celebration in the Bahamas. A parade called Junkanoo... (more video of that to come)
Tessa with her starfish. Her phrase of the trip was "Tessa take it home?" And sadly, we had to explain that starfish must stay in their home, the ocean. She kisses it farewell.

Watching Junkanoo parade in Hope Town.

Tessa enjoyed napping on the boat.

Crazy how similar they look, huh? We were having lunch at Laura's Kitchen on Green Turtle. Not the best lunch but decent.

How wonderful it was for my dad to be with the girls so much.
Brian and Alain on the boat ride home from Hope Town. They enjoyed themselves!
Me, nursing, in New Plymoth, the town area of Green Turtle Cay.


Christmas morning. Tessa in the background does "beading" a Montessori lesson she got from Nana.


Teagan's 1st Christmas.



The beach at Coco Bay, a short distance from our houses.
Teagan in the pack. My sister and the girls on the dock at Bluff House.
The first of many, many beautiful meals. Alain and Colleen (and my dad) nurtured us well.
Tessa in front of our Christmas tree. My dad, Brian and Alain traveld to the Bahamas via my dad's boat. The tree faired well in the crossing, despite the boat's engine trouble. We did notice that the tree's branches were only torn in a few places! Thanks Alain for taking care of our tree.
Teagan enjoys the ribbon as we decorate our tree
Alain dances at Nipper's!!!!!! a few vidoe

Some Moments I Wonder Why

As I write this Tessa is down the street with Brian. I was able to put Teagan to sleep in the quiet. Usually Teagan sleeps in her carseat, taking her naps when she can as we go from place to place. The weather is actual weather, something more than 80 degrees and sunny. Currently it's about 45 degrees and windy. Tessa doesn't want to wear anything more than a sundress. We went to the park, I figured she would get cold and then put on her sweater and jacket and hat. By the time she was willing to put on warmer clothes she was too cold to do anything but cry. Tessa is skipping her naps lately, nothing I do will get her to sleep. Some days I am okay with this, she seems pleasant enough and will have quiet time in her room. Other days she spends what would be nap time, crying whining and doing whatever she can to harass me. Ex. Sitting on Teagan, hanging on my leg while I try to make dinner, repeating "Mama, mama mama....Tessa tired, Tessa no like take nap," maybe she is biting Teagan. And when she bites Teagan, Teagan laughs...she thinks it's hysterical!!! Not good. Not good.

In these moments I try to laugh, I think of my mother and know my mother would tell me, "Lani, you just have to laugh," but I am so bad at that, that "laughing in the moments when I don't think something is funny" so usually I pick up the girls, put them both in the car and go somewhere, anywhere, I don't know where we're headed. Some days, once we're in the car, everything changes and I feel light again, other days, I cry. But no matter how I feel, Tessa is back h there, asking me over and over, "Mama where we going?" Me, wondering to myself, "Why, why, have I become a mother?!"

I, of course, have another thought, an answer which somehow does relieve me, a voice that says, "You've been a mother your whole life, it's nothing you've become..." And with this, I remember that mothering is a life lesson, not an arbitrary choice. I remember that my work here is bigger than Tessa not taking a nap, but it's these tiny, seemingly ridiculous, frustrating, frivilous and insignificant moments which do, in fact have value and a place in the world outside of the here and now.

Teagan has been dabbling in some foods, here is after some avocado.

This photo was taken at the Treasure Cay Ferry Dock, at the beginning of our Bahama Christmas trip, there will be more Bahama photos soon.
Tessa like to have her photograph captured most mornings when Teagan wakes up.


I just love how big Tessa seems here.
Teagan in front of our tree. Her first Christmas.

Teagan sits up now

A Few Months Ago

Just found this video from a few months ago.

Tessa and her best friend Libby

Thanksgiving race

My whole family ran a Thanksgiving 4 mile race. We passed out fish stickers in honor of our little Fisher friend who has gone on ahead. About 30 of us wore them. A mile into the race, my sister noticed a woman on our right. She wore a blue soccer jersey shirt with "Fisher" written across the back. How lucky we felt, touched by some Fisher magic. Later, at the finish area, I found her and shared the story with her. She let me take a picture of her back.

Crazy Molly talked crazy me into running the race pushing our big, yellow strollers. With 2 children about 50 lbs. She promised to stay with me but her competitiveness got the best of her when she spotted another crazy mom pushing her children. Molly saw her and was determined to beat her. I said I wasn't up for the challenge and settled into my own pace. Molly raced ahead and beat that lady with the red, double running stroller.

Colleen and I and the girls. Tessa is wearing her medal. There was a 100 yrd dash for children. Tessa ran well, got her finisher medal and then hopped into the stroller to join us on our run. We only had to stop once for snacks

My mom and dad with Tessa pie.

A bit of happiness

More NY

Liz and our friend Christy and Teagan and I had a slumber party all weekend. We haven't done something like that in so many years. While the reason for our visit was incredibly sad, in the midst of it all, we found joy in being together with old friends.

Our time in New York

Of my friends in college, here are those of us that are mothers. Well, except Carrie. She had already left when we took the picture.

Teagan looks out at Queens, from the cab.

Here she is, my Carrie. What a mother she is. And a healthy Truman.
Teagan with Mika, my friend since 8th grade.

And Teagan with Carrie

More of Truman with his mom and dad.

A brief update

Hello Friends,

I just returned from New York where I attended a memorial service for Fisher. The gathering of friends and family was magical. My dear Carrie, a mother of triumphant measure, held her own. I was lucky enough to witness her holding her baby, Truman. He is doing well and continues to improve. In his mothers' arms, his fathers hand resting on his head, I saw the love out of which he was created, Truman is beautiful. His brother's spirit lives in him.

As soon as I am able, I will post some of the photos

A great sadness

Today, I am filled with a deep sadness. My dearest friend in the whole world, Carrie and her husband, Michael have lost their 1 month old baby boy. Fisher. Yesterday. The link to their blog is www.twintotwintransfusion.blogspot.com. Fisher was a twin and as of now, his brother, Truman is in critical condition as well. I am writing in hopes that if you read this, you will send all the love and white light and whatever life force you believe in, to them. To Truman who is fighting to live. He will live, we must believe this.

Carrie has been my friend, (though she may argue this) since we were six. I met her in dance class and she fell in love with me or so she says. She thought I was really cool and wanted to be my friend. According to her I was very rude and dismissive of her friendship. I do remember this to a degree. She was always telling me I had pretty hair and always much bugging me. A few times during these early years I would go over to her house because both of our dads were softball coaches. She says she would be so excited for me to come and I didn't even want to play in her room.

Well, we continued on this one-sided friendship. I suppose she just had the foresight to know that one day I would be the one vying for her love and attention. By the time 7th grade came around, she was already attending the School of the Arts, I didn't come until 8th grade. I was a stranger to everyone but Carrie befriended me. She was big enough to see through my years of unfriendship and accept me now that I needed her. I should have known then, she is of remarkable integrity.

We were inseparable from that time on and in college, we were roommates. We were both accepted into a school with very few girls and it was amazing how lucky we were to both be there. During those college years, our friendship changed and was marked by a love so fierce, I knew we would never be apart. In those years, which for me, were full of remarkable struggle she would often hold me in her arms. With a confidence I couldn't muster for myself, she had hope for me and held that hope until I was ready to embrace it myself. In many ways, she saved me from myself.

Carrie was with me when I delivered Tessa, she has been with me when I've run marathons, we shared our weddings... there is little we have not been through together. And today in in the days and months to come I only pray I can return to her the hope she has given me.

May she and her family be in your hope as well.

A morning exchange

Tessa and tosh converse

I thought this was such a treat, to witness the interaction between Tessa and her friend, Tosh, who is just a month younger than her. This particular day was filled with very little conflict and incredibly mature exchange of conversation.

halloween bunnies

"Look at the Child"

Sorry for the delay in posting... computer was being repaired. Here's a morning in October. Both girls nearly ready to get out the door and I so wanted to just look at them.. take a moment and see them. Montessori has a phrase "Look at the child." This is helping me cope with the waves motherhood brings, the sometimes crashing and the sometimes rolling waves. The phrase is the basis of Montessori philosophy, and translates into seeing the chid for what and who they are. For instance, if I can catch Tessa in a moment that might be for her challenging, (which, of course, translates into a challenging moment for me) and look into her eyes, really look at her and see her for a tiny little person in this great big world, just trying to communicate in words what she needs. If I can see that she is such a little person, still very much a baby, with countertops that she can't reach, a toilet that comes up to her chest, a bed that is nearly as tall as she is, these things and looking at her help me to see her and in turn, help her through whatever developmental phase happens to be taking over her body and mind at that current moment... then... I can breathe and then I can help her breathe and then "I have truly "Looked at the child." http://www.amazon.com/Look-Child-Expression-Montessoris-Insights/dp/0960101624.

Just a thought

Truly Happy For Her Happy Birthday

Teagan finds such delight in Tessa. How lucky I am to witness such a bond

On her actual birthday, Tessa's best friend came over for lunch. We had an impromptu party and instead of cake, I put 2 fig newtons on a plate and put candles in them. The girls LOVED the "little happy cakes."

Here is Tessa, first thing in the morning on her bday... opening her gifts from her aunt Christine and her cousins Kaylee and Allison... Tessa thought the butterfly wings were "nice!"

Tessa opening her presents from Grandma Kathy. She finally got some play doh (Sp???) When she opened it, along with all the markers and crayons, she ran to get Teagan..."Teagan see... markers... oh my... play doh... Teagan see??.... oh my... wow!"

We went to Cooks, Inc. in Abacoa for Tessa's family party. It was so nice to all be together. It's super cool there, you get to go into the kitchen and make your own pizza. (Thurs. is Pizza Night) abacoacooks.com

Here's Tessa's great aunt, Doreen.

Tessa and her 2nd cousins, Claire and Ayla
Here we are with Tessa's other 2nd cousin, Kelli. We are putting on our gloves to get the pizza making started.
Tessa chose red sauce, olives and monzerella. And using her fork very intently.
My dad and Tess