Sunday Citar ~ My Heart and Soul




Welcome to Sunday Citar!  Born out of my love for quotes is this place where we can all share a piece of inspiration.  So grab a quote and maybe a photo, get ready to link up.  Here we go!

Citar means "to quote" in Spanish.

Heart and Soul

"For twas not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. Twas not my lips you kissed, but my soul."
~Judy Garland

This rockin' session will be revealed on Valentine's day, but until then, I couldn't wait to share this image of the two little rockstars that have left irrevocable imprints on my heart and soul. Their hugs and kisses, whispers and vows of love pierce me in the fiercest of ways. Cupid's got nothing on them.

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Doing Something

Doing Something
Doing Something, originally uploaded by Tabitha Blue / Fresh Mommy. Taken on my iPhone.

It's amazing how quickly the tide can turn on our plans. Just yesterday I was riding a comfortable wave where one leg was dangling in cuddle time with my kids while the other kicked it's way through that unending list that comes along with working at home. And then it happened. The phone call. Moments later I was using every muscle I had to paddle frantically to shore. The tide had changed and I would be flying out of town for work in less than twelve hours... Of which the next hour was spent on my phone adjusting schedules and making arrangements as I simultaneously stroked the silky hair of the little one sleeping next to me on the big bed and listened to the hum of rhythmic breathes coming through the monitor from the baby's room. I missed them already.

Spontaneity and flexibility, two words that describe my family very well. Two words for which I'm grateful. A date night and a family trip to the lake for ice skating are plans that will wait for another weekend, and will need to be trumped by something spectacular. That is something I can deliver. But the reaction of my littles to go with the flow and smile in the face of the changing waves? That is something only they can do, and they deliver with a perfectly carved cutback every time.

Even now as I type, hovering over the cloud's own version of a white foamy sea, I'm reflecting on the ebb and flow of life. Just when I think I have things planned out, a new break opens up reminding me, once again, to cherish the calm.

Last night, my family rallied for a dinner out. Spirits were high as laughter literally filled our table, inviting comments and compliments from staff and neighboring tables alike. And back at home, bedtimes stretched late into the night, after an evening of filling our bellies and souls. A filling that will hopefully last through the weekend.

But we shouldn't wait for a tidal change to bring on special moments of spontaneity. No, those are moments we'll cherish whether it's followed by the ebb of a brief trip away or the flow of a normal day.

Plane's landing... Gotta run.

Do something spontaneous today, just because. 'Till the next re-filling!

Distractions

This morning I'm getting in some extra cuddles with my Cuddle Bug since his big sister spent the night with her Aunt and Uncle, a situation she worked out all on her own since she knows how to use my phone and called her Aunt Crystal to invite herself over, a situation her Aunt happily obliged.

And so, while Aliyah is gone, I'm once again trying to perfect that ever fleeting balance of work and play. I thought it would only be fair to show you just what kind of distraction my work is up against.

Baby Boy
Baby Boy
Baby Boy

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I {heart} faces

The theme at I Heart Faces this week is "innocent wonder" and this photo immediately came to mind. Though I've entered photos a few times and even made it into their Blurb coffee table book, it's been awhile, and I've been missing my I Heart Faces family.

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If you think you can HANDLE all the adorableness that is to be found on the pages of I Heart Faces, then check it out here. This weeks theme is just too cute.





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The End and The Beginning

The end of one thing always leads to the beginning of something new, and I'm a sucker for new things. I love spontaneity, I crave change. My smile widens at the thought of fresh ideas, and I'm learning to finish with the same style and grace that I start. That part, it seems, isn't so easy.

As one large round of work wrapped up, my schedule was spinning in circles around itself, and sleep didn't find it's way into that schedule as well as it should have. And so today marks the beginning of something new... a day of refueling. Red eyes and runny noses have exiled us into the big bed, surrounded by a mountain of white down, piles of books and each other's heads of crazed spun sugar. I may not have finished yesterday with the pep that I began the long stretch of busy work, wiping a raw nose with more energy than I put into fake smiling my way to a real smile. But today is that fresh slate to refuel with my little ones, and there's no fake smiling necessary to get to the real one. A fresh coat of white snow is fluttering it's way down around the house, and I'm perfectly content to spend my time in the warm white fluff of my blankets, surrounded by my little ones.

sweet dreams
story time
story time
sweet dreams

Happy Monday... Happy refueling!
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Sunday Citar ~ Normal Day

 
Welcome to Sunday Citar!  A place where we can all share a piece of inspiration through quotes.  Join in and link up with me.  Here we go!

Story Time

"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."
~Mary Jean Iron

While emailing back and forth with a beautiful blogging friend, the one that interviewed me here, the above quote came jumping off the screen at me, at the end of her email. It completely moved me. Which is exactly why there's this thirst for writing and documenting the unquestionable beauty found in the normal day, found in the ordinary. A thirst that gets a slight reprieve and then just gets stronger with each drink. I crave those normal moments with my littles, learning from it... taking it all in. And what those everyday ripples in time have taught me, well, it's so much more than even the extraordinary... it's profound.

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I would love to have you join the Sunday Citar inspiration and have all of us come to your blog to read what quotes inspire you! Simply write your own post on your blog, link within your post to my blog, and sign up with Mr. Linky below, leaving your name and the link directly to your Sunday Citar post. Just click here if any of that sounds confusing. There you'll be able to get the complete rundown, as well as learn how to link back to my blog if you don't already know how. Take a moment a visit a few participants... you'll be glad you did!




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Love Your Story:: A Guest Post

There is so much I could say today really, but there are too many other places I need to be... like fully present with my littles for the couple hours I have with them today. The end of a long stretch of work, of driving three hours each day for it, of having little time at home, it's about to wrap up. And though I'm ever grateful for the work I have when so many others are lacking, for the fun nature of what I do, for the friends and added-on family I've made along the way, I'll be glad to have a little time to hibernate in our cozy family den with my little cubs soon. So, today, I leave you with an amazing friend, Briony from Outside The Lines, who always seems to inspire me at the right times... and I think she might inspire you too!

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Tabitha asked me yesterday if I’d be interested in writing a guest post on her blog. The first thing I thought was what could I possibly have to share that would be interesting, entertaining or helpful...all of a sudden I was extremely nervous. I am not an expert in anything. I thought the best thing I could do is share something that I am passionate about and hope that it encourages those who need to hear it. So, my new friends, today I am going to share a few steps that I’ve begun to implement in my life to better the story I am living.

I read a book by Donald Miller called A Million Miles In A Thousand Years. In the book he challenges the reader to see their life as a living story that is being written with each choice they make. If you don’t like the story you are living, then you have to start writing something different. If you don’t like the characters in the story, you need to go out and find new ones. I loved this book; it motivated me and inspired me to begin making changes to better the story I was living. Because this is a blog and not a book, I am only going to hit on one of the things that I’ve personally begun to rewrite in my story.

I don’t know about you but my schedule is full. From the moment I wake up to the moment I go to bed, there is always somewhere to be, a project to be done, a commitment to complete. At the beginning of this year, I took some time to reflect, like I’m sure many of you did. I found that a large majority of my time is spent doing things that I’m not passionate about and I realized I needed to make some changes. Now we all know it is one thing to want something in your life to change but making that change is something else entirely.

I knew if I wanted this change to last I was going to have to take baby steps; sometimes I get over zealous and I go all in too fast and I burn myself out. So the first thing I knew I needed to do was to stop all of the busyness that I had control of and take time to let myself dream about the kind of story I wanted to be living. So below are the steps I am taking to make my story one worth reading.

Step 1: Schedule time to dream. Life gets busy, responsibility piles on...we have to make time to just sit down and let our imaginations run wild. We need to loosen the grip we have on life and let ourselves dream again (without limitations) about the life or story that we want to be living. Too often we keep ourselves from our dreams because we don’t take the time to realize them.

Once you’ve identified the dream, you’ve got to chase it. We only get one story, and the older you get the more you realize how fast each chapter passes you by. Don’t leave your dream for tomorrow. Start chasing it today.

That leads me into Step 2: Be Courageous. I know change is scary but it is so worth it. Change is a process like so many other things, so don’t try to make it all happen at once. The best thing you can do is just take one step closer to your dream. That first step is always the biggest and the scariest, but it is also the most exhilarating. Now is the time to explore your ability to better your story.

It always seems that as soon as we start making changes, different challenges arise. Step 3: Identify those obstacles. Be honest with yourself about your fears and doubts and give yourself goals to overcome them. If that obstable is a person, don’t allow them to belittle your dream, stand your ground.

Step 4: Share your story. Our good relationships are our strongest allies, share your dream along with your obstacles and find comfort and strength in the support and accountability. Life is so much better when you share it with others.

Step 5: Help someone else achieve their dream. I truly believe that what we sow in this life we will reap. If you have the opportunity to support, encourage, and motivate someone else to follow their heart and write a better story, jump on it. I believe being that kind of person (that kind of character) can only make your story a better one as well.

I want to leave you with this because I know when I first started this process, I didn’t know where to start and I felt a bit overwhelmed (I still do at times.) If that is you, take a moment and think...what is something you haven’t done for a long time that brings a smile to your face just thinking about it? Ok, do you have it in mind? Your assignment this weekend is to go do it!

Life is full of moments, so many of them are filled with things we have to do...why not take the time to do something we want to do. Start writing the story you want to live!

Happy Friday All!
Briony

I'm Not Here

snow days

Nope, not here today... visit me over at Life With Kaishon for an interview today. Well, in the name of full disclosure, I'm not actually there today either, but an interview I did back around Thanksgiving is posted today. See you there. Sort of. You know what I mean. We'd both love to have you visit, and leave me a comment and let me know what you think. You know, if you want to.

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Eleven Months

11 months

It's not hard for me to wax on about my littles, and I'm sure come across as the annoying party-goer that can't stop talking about themselves... even when everyone is beginning to roll their eyes and cough under their breath, trying to find a way to interrupt this conversation thief.  And though the entire party has heard the story about fifty times already, there's still one way, a better way to tell it so that everyone can feel it too. Right? And it really is totally annoying.

So today, I'll just say this. I LOVE this little guy, and this weekend we added another sturdy number one to that first number one, making him all of eleven months. I almost can't feel the difference between that first one and this double digit, because right from the beginning, he was so infused into our lives.  But here we are, still breathing in the blessing that is Brayden. We laugh when he pretends to drop something on the floor and lets out a shy smile as he says Uh Ah.  We brim with pride as he attempts one little step at a time, sometimes making it and sometimes not. We melt into a pile of mush as he gives us what we call a Love Bug Hug, where we wraps his arms around our necks, lays his head on us and lets out a jibber-jabbery I la la (I love you.)

A birthday is peeking out from around the corner, and plans are being laid. A very, very big number ONE is on it's way!

The month by month:
month by month
You can read more about each month here.

And speaking of birthdays, my fabulous girl's Wonderland party was featured today by my new friend Emily at WhipperBerry!

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Sunday Citar ~ Life Loves You Back




It's already Sunday and that means it's that time again.

Time to dance a little jig. Time to round up a quote, one that moves you... to tears or laughter, to smile or roll your eyes, to snort or jiggle.  Time to share it!

And okay, maybe all except for the dance a jig part. And the snort or jiggle part.  It's late and I'm runnin' on fumes.

Here we go, link up your Sunday Citar today and join the fun!

Citar means "to quote" in Spanish. This photo and quote originally posted here.

winter morning

"When you love life with everything you have, life loves you back."
~Gabrielle Kai

Lately I've been letting my love of life flow out in a sweet song. One of those short little ditties where the chorus is cute and catchy and rolls off the tongue... and is caught in a loop, replaying over and over as you notice your head bobbing at inappropriate moments.

And the great thing about life? It's like a monstrous cavern, sometimes covered in jagged rock formations or crazy stalactite growths, but even with the possible impasse, the sweetest of voices can penetrate and echo into the dark, turning something intimidating into something beautiful.

So give it your all, let your sweet voice echo into the future and see what life gives you back.

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I would love to have you join the Sunday Citar inspiration and have all of us come to your blog to read what quotes inspire you! Simply write your own post on your blog, link within your post to my blog, and sign up with Mr. Linky below, leaving your name and the link directly to your Sunday Citar post. Just click here if any of that sounds confusing. There you'll be able to get the complete rundown, as well as learn how to link back to my blog if you don't already know how. Take a moment a visit a few participants... you'll be glad you did!



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Cramming

So, the thing about last night is, at times when I feel like I only have little bits of time scattered here and there to be at home, surrounded by the ones I love, I revert back to that little girl studying for a final the night before and try to cram in every little word, fact and phrase in I can in those quickly fading minutes.

I'll just leave you with one random fact about last night.  And it's not the fact that I think I actually fell asleep BEFORE I reached my bed, because I can remember walking up the stairs, snuggled tight in a throw blanket from the couch, and that's the last thing I remember. Besides waking up at some later unknown hour in the night, throw from the couch still wrapped just as tightly reflecting my own body heat back on me, slippered feet dangling off the side of the bed, as if I fell into place and didn't move a muscle since.

Okay, so maybe that was the fact I was going to tell you about last night.

And, okay, I'll give you one more random fact... we counted, sorted, stored some for ourselves and bagged up more to give away... our $16 loot from the grocery store that would normally retail for over $150.  And it was all done by the wiles of my husband.

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And okay, here's another random fact, we let the kids stay up past their bedtime just to spend more time with me... and to iChat with their grandparents who just happen to be in a much warmer climate than us at the moment.  And by much warmer, I mean walks on the beach instead of walks through the snow.

That's the last thing I'll say about last night.

Well, okay, here's something else.

Crafting

While we stayed up, we rounded up a blanket (which happens to be the one I fell asleep in) scissors, pretty pink and red sparkly paper, and a sweet little mail box I had picked up from the Target dollar bin to make a LOVEly little craft.

Crafting
Crafting
Crafting
Crafting

After our blanket was sufficiently peppered with sweet little hearts, my girl spent the next hour drawing stick-people pictures of us on the back and leaving them as mail for me. Properly, of course, with the flag up.

There will be more about our fun little craft later.

But for now, I'm going to try and remember what happened to me between the stairs and the bed last night, besides falling asleep.  And hopefully, I'll make it all the way under the covers tonight.

But here's the last and final fact about last night, it doesn't matter how slowly my feet drag or how heavy my eyes feel, whenever I have the chance to let my children's smiles shine and cram in another glorious second of life with them, I'll choose that over my own seconds of sleep every time.

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Open Road


Open Road, originally uploaded by Tabitha Blue / Fresh Mommy.

Each of these next few days are gracing me with some extra work and a couple of hours holed up in front of my steering wheel. And by few days, I mean the next week and a half.

And for this mama, who rarely gets through a full shower without interruption, I soaked in the beauty of a quiet cabin for almost a full ride. No music. No words.

Usually a long drives mean satiating my deep craving for books with a strong hit of the audio version, and dancing my way through a collection of notes and lyrics that move me. And I'm sure it'll come to that, but first, it's just me and the smooth hum of my wheels gripping the pavement, thoughts circling around life and motherhood, lights illuminating against the still dark sky. It's then I feel that surge of energy infusing my day with an extra dose of love and hope. Of courage to be the woman, the mama, the wife, the friend I want to be.

And tonight? Tonight I'll leave the door unlocked so a certain little girl can go potty while I shower.

How was your morning?


Internet, Meet Quigley, My Alter Ego

Sometimes I can be a little persnickety. Okay, USUALLY. Type A is a little more the normal. Having lists for my lists. Vacuuming up the droppings of two little ones on a daily basis and organizing items in my fridge by size and type... and it all helps me function. My thoughts are clearer, I sleep better, I dream bigger with life in a clean and orderly fashion.

Except for lately. Especially these past couple of weeks. I feel like my messy haired alter ego, Quigley, has reared his ugly head and is dropping a bomb of excessive dirty laundry and greasy fingerprints every morning.  Most times, I can keep him confined, but he seems to have picked up speed.  Either that, or I'm slowing and can't seem to catch up with his wily ways. And there's always something more important, more pressing standing guard between him and I.  An invisible forcefield keeping him in my sights, but out of my grasp.

He's not unlike these girls, five minutes into their playdate, with tiaras and feather boas, tutus and wings spread across the otherwise undisturbed carpet of my girl's room.

dress up playdate

Although, in their defense, when they played with Barbie and Polly Pocket, it was all put away before the next activity of pretend-to-have-tea-but-instead-spill-water-and-laugh-hysterically. And this mess? With a little help, each and every fluffy little thing was sleeping back in her dress up bins before night fell.

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And what am I doing about it all right now? WRITING about it, of course. Instead of gloving up and strong-arming Quigley with Clorox, I'm blogging. Because I'm a blogger and that's what we do.

And after... I have my own big date day planned with my little princess, pink tutu and all.  Maybe later I'll attack good ole' Quig with my Dyson.

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