mama mia!

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on morning light

I'm not a morning person. there are three sisters, two parents, 4 college roommates, & a husband that will back me up on it. don't talk to me until my contacts are on my eyeballs & my teeth have been brushed, & please keep your comments short & pertinent until I've eaten something.

but man! do our new streams of morning light make it hard to be grumpy! every room has some corner being flooded with white morning rays of sun that feel like they should be accompanied by squirrels waving & birds winking at me from the window. & if there were squirrels & birds, I'd probably wave back without thinking twice. because there's just something a little spectacular about 6:45 a.m., if you can get past the nagging sensation that being in bed > being awake.

my childhood best friend's mom used to wake us up every sleepover morning (in which we'd been asleep for maybe three hours) with, "Good morning, glory, what's your story?" sometimes I still hear that in my head when I'm stumbling around the kitchen looking for a spoon. there usually is a story, whether it's about last night's event at work or yet another crazy dream. (I have lots.) I've pocketed that saying for when I'm waking my kids up. I just think it will be sweet to let them share their sleepy adventures before the adventure disappears from memory forever.

I have high hopes for becoming a morning person someday. whenever someone mentions their morning quiet time with scripture, tea & the sunrise, I get misty-eyed because that sounds oh-so-pleasant & I WANT THAT!!! then I wonder for a brief second if that person is a robot or maybe they're just lying... then I go back to believing them & dreaming of early Somedays spent alone with just me (& maybe a baby) & the quiet morning. 

for now, I'll just take the morning light.

on mother's day.

I am not a mom yet, & being a mom is not in the near future, really. (there, now that question is answered.) but my maternal instincts sometimes override the logistics of our life, currently ;) I spend a lot (a lot) of time thinking about our babies & that love for them that I can already feel. I am so blessed by all the mamas in my life that set such wonderful examples of motherhood. from sisters-in-law to women at our church to pregnant cousins to our own mothers, I am surrounded by the extraordinary women who show love & peace in every moment of loving their babies. in these pre-mama years, I just want to glean, & ask, & write & read! & I just want to tell all of them that - I see you! I see you in your good moments, when your children are being angels. I see you in the bad moments, when you probably feel like all the eyes in the room are on you & the screaming child on your hip. I see you in the less than glamorous moments, when there are four different types of bodily fluids covering various parts of your shirt. & guess what? it is awe-inspiring. you & your love & sacrifice - you are beautiful. & I truly cannot wait to have four different types of bodily fluid covering my shirt.  to my own mama - not only do I see you, but I have felt your love through every twist & turn in my life, & I have excelled because of it. 

I am so excited for my someday mother's days. but just because I'm not a mom doesn't mean there was anything less to celebrate on sunday! sunday, today, tomorrow... I am so blessed by & grateful for the mothers in my life. 

jared, the uncle

we spent the weekend with husby's brother & his family,

one of whom happens to be jared's kindred spirit...

at the ripe old age of one.

our nieces & nephews are the sweetest of kiddos,

& with two little girls ten minutes down the road & the other three a short drive away,

I can usually keep the baby fever at bay.

but man oh man.

seeing jared with this little boy...

well, it makes a girl reconsider what she thinks she knows about baby time.

alas.

I'll be sticking to pictures of puppies, kittens & the occasional baby on pinterest.

& maybe pick up knitting so I can start making baby blankets/caps/booties on the weekend?

unhhhh, I wish I had more to say.

but the migraine is still hanging out over here,

which is a little bit like an annoying neighbor walking into your apartment without knocking,

& then POKING you in the right temple for 24 hours straight.

& you opening the door & saying things like, "GEE, I REALLY NEED TO...

washmyhair/callmygrandparents/pluckmyleghairs/dustthehousewithonefingertip..."

& the neighbor saying, oh! I'll join you!

ayiiiii.

at least my nephew is stinkin' cute.

xo, kelsey

dreamin'

Two nights ago, I had a dream about the birth of our first baby.

I thought it was a boy.

(I still think it will be.)

Jared thought it was a girl.

(He always has.)

It was a girl.

Last night, as we were falling asleep,

Jared kissed me goodnight.

j: Sweet dreams.

k: I hope I dream about our first little baby again.

j: Me too. I love her so much already. 

You hear that, future babies?

YOU ARE LOVED ALREADY.