Baby girl-
Emery Valentina Edwards,
just hours after birth.
First time out of the house in 2-weeks.
(After birth outing- sunshine please.)
Brydon's mama, Cathy, aka 'Nanabelle',
meeting her granddaughter for the first time.
Mmmmm- vanilla latte.
This mama's Sunday treat.
S L E E P D E P R I V A T I O N
This mama's Sunday treat.
S L E E P D E P R I V A T I O N
Dreamcatchers have always intrigued me. We picked up this one from
a street vendor in the Mayan. His wife made them using wild turkey feathers.
I love the unconventional colours.
Valentina means 'brave'.
My mother's name was Valerie. She was born on Valentine's Day.
She was the bravest woman I've ever known.
I love having a wee baby in our home again. My heart, so full and radiant with our family of five. It was a really tough year losing my mom and getting pregnant literally in the same breath. To our surprise, when my mom's time on earth was over, Emery's began. Timing so impeccable and ironic, surely a gift from my beloved mom.
Mourning the loss of my mother and nurturing my unborn child (while juggling two other little ones and a blooming business), was an incredibly emotional and challenging experience. I had to be so present to every emotion that came over me. The pregnancy hormones elevated everything. Utterly vulnerable, I had to allow the tears to come whenever they wanted. The more I acknowledged and embraced the depths of my loss, the easier it became to find peace. The last thing I wanted to do was lock up my emotions and burden Emery, so I was a bit of a free flowing mess at times. Gratefully, I have amazing support and love in my life. I was able to lean on its abundance.
What did I learn? What did I gain? To always remind myself to keep the FAITH- plant it deep in my being and trust in the life process. We are all so taken with lil Em, and I can feel my mom with me now more than ever. Our darling girl has blessed this home with so much more love and happiness. Didn't think it was possible, but Emery does mean 'strength of the home' after all.
Mourning the loss of my mother and nurturing my unborn child (while juggling two other little ones and a blooming business), was an incredibly emotional and challenging experience. I had to be so present to every emotion that came over me. The pregnancy hormones elevated everything. Utterly vulnerable, I had to allow the tears to come whenever they wanted. The more I acknowledged and embraced the depths of my loss, the easier it became to find peace. The last thing I wanted to do was lock up my emotions and burden Emery, so I was a bit of a free flowing mess at times. Gratefully, I have amazing support and love in my life. I was able to lean on its abundance.
What did I learn? What did I gain? To always remind myself to keep the FAITH- plant it deep in my being and trust in the life process. We are all so taken with lil Em, and I can feel my mom with me now more than ever. Our darling girl has blessed this home with so much more love and happiness. Didn't think it was possible, but Emery does mean 'strength of the home' after all.
So glad to read your posts again after a long hiatus. Thank you for sharing your journey about grief and new life. Keep it up! Your positivity and fresh take on the world are an inspiration to me. You have a beautiful family.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your very kind and encouraging words! This is my first time on here since her birth 4 months ago! Warmly, Lane
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