Playlist: Gift Wrapping Jams

It's no secret that I love listening to Christmas music. I usually start as soon as Halloween is over, even though it drives some of the people around me nuts. I do try to pace myself though, in order to fight Christmas music fatigue, because I don't ever want to not love Christmas music. So I made this (ten song, 30 minute) playlist of some of my Christmas favorites for listening while I wrap gifts, and I figured you might like it too.

Also, don't forget to enter my Christmas music giveaway! Only two more days! 

A Christmas Giveaway Tradition

Well I'm a little behind this year (I traditionally publish this post on Cyber Monday), but I'm going to do what I've been doing for months and blame the baby. It's not technically his fault but I have had to prioritize, you know, feeding him and playing with him and reading to him and generally doing my best to a) make sure he knows I love him and b) teach him to avoid safety/choking hazards.

All of that to say, we've been listening to the soundtrack to A Charlie Brown Christmas on heavy rotation around here - it was especially magical as we drove from one place to another under a light snowfall on Thanksgiving with little Abe in the backseat - and now it's time for you to help me give this music to someone who doesn't have it yet!

If you or someone you know would like a copy (physical or digital - you pick) of this album, you're in luck. All you have to do is leave a comment (here or on Instagram) telling me you want it or that you don't like any other Christmas music or that you want your baby to grow up hearing it too. I'll choose a winner next Thursday, December 10.

I still believe in the power of music to spread cheer, bring peace, lighten the load, if only for a moment. Let's do it! Who's with me?

So Happy It Hurts

The title of this post may have led you to believe that it was going to be about the fact that Missy Elliott just dropped a new video (gah! the puppets!), but alas, it's actually about my baby.

Abe hit seven months old on Tuesday and I found myself in tears that morning, telling Dann how sad I was that he seems to be getting older so fast. As I tried to articulate why the realization that our son is growing and changing and basically doing exactly what he's supposed to do made me feel so so sad, these are the words that tumbled out: "I'm sad because he's a little bit less connected to me each day, that as he grows up he'll separate himself from us in order to become a healthy, functional adult. And I'm sad that one day death will separate us." Now, I do sometimes have a slight tendency to put the proverbial cart before the horse and worry needlessly about the future. I fully believe that Dann and I will grow old together as Abe's mom and dad, and I have a deeply rooted hope that we will see him do things like graduate from high school, get married, and one day have kids of his own. I also believe in the general idea of life after death and eternity and all that, so I don't believe that death has the final word, just that it comes with a very real sadness.

But on Tuesday morning, in that moment at the kitchen sink, as I realized where the sadness was coming from, I looked at my husband and my baby boy and I had to catch my breath. Because, I thought, this is it. This is my life. It's happening now. The reason the prospect of being separated from my baby makes me so sad is because he is such a true gift. Because when I see him smile or hear him giggle, it's almost too much for me to handle. Because I feel a literal, physical ache in my chest when I think about how much I love him. Because the other night when I couldn't sleep and, again, tried to articulate what I was feeling to Dann, the only words I could muster were "I'm so happy it hurts". I didn't know, you guys. I didn't know that becoming a mom would make me feel such feelings

The truth is that last seven months have not been what I would call 'easy', but they have been so so good and today I want to proclaim it. Amen?

Playlist: October Seattle Soundtrack

It's gray and rainy in Seattle this week, so I figured we needed a soundtrack. You know, the kind of songs you want to hear when you're bundled up in your autumn cozies, drinking coffee and reading a book while your baby naps? This is my life right now. What? Too good to be true, I tell you. Let me never forget to count all my dang blessings.

The week's highlights so far: meeting two new babies, dinner at Serious Pie, baby Abe started crawling AND got his second tooth (!!), lunch fron The Fat Hen, and pumpkin pie for breakfast, courtesy of a lady known in certain circles as D-Tron.  

I didn't know it was possible to miss a place so intensely after living in it for just one year, but I'm sentimental as all get out just driving down certain streets with my little travel buddy. May this collection of songs be a reminder to me in the coming weeks, months, and years that we were here, that it felt a little bit like coming home to be back in this place where my baby boy was born.