It’s a new day, it’s a new dawn…it’s 2010!

In the past, the prospect of a new year has brought hope, goals, resolutions, and clean slates. The beginning of this decade was inauspicious at best as I was laid up with a nasty case of strep throat. In fact, I was so under the weather that I actually forgot to bask in the novelty and freshness of not only a new year, but a new and promising decade. In order to regain that feeling, I’ve started a new project. I’m going to document what will surely prove to be a magical and glorious year by keeping a photo journal. Last year was full of changes, blessings, transitions, and missteps; however many of the details are muddy or forgotten. This year I will take a photograph every day and post it here with a brief description. Sometimes I feel like my life is a monotonous string of mornings and midnights, the hours in between being largely mundane and fleeting. But I know this isn’t true! I will seek out the blessings, the lessons, and the epiphanies and I will be grateful for them all. I once read that how you spend your time is how you spend your life. I want to make sure that I’m spending wisely and I want to remember, if not each and every moment, at least the notable ones. Dear friends, I invite you in for a peak into my world. It may not always be pretty or universally significant, but it’s mine…and that makes it worthwhile.

Happy New Year all!

*Note – I am not a photographer or the owner of a high-end camera.
The photo quality may be inferior, but the days these pictures represent are most certainly not.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

January 16, 2010 - The Baby Whisperer



Todd and I babysat the adorable Gallately kids tonight and I found out that my boyfriend is The Baby Whisperer. I mean it; he should have a TV show. Or a cape and some kind of superhero outfit.

The first time Colyn woke up he was pretty grumpy. I checked his diaper and it was dry. I swaddled him the way Paul showed me (on the Elmo doll) and that had no effect. I rocked, burped, bounced, and serenaded him and still he wouldn’t go back to sleep. When Todd came up to check on things 20 minutes later, I must admit, I was frazzled. Todd redid the swaddle, held Colyn’s legs still so he couldn’t thrash about, and made shushing noises. The child fell asleep in about 2 minutes.

Colyn woke up about 3 more times (although mostly to smile and giggle at me!) and each time I went up to coax him back to sleep, I failed. At one point, Todd checked the monitor and said “I don’t think you wrapped him tight enough. He’s kicked his way out.” We went upstairs to re-swaddle him, tighter this time, and within 8 seconds the child was sound asleep.

So much for my mad swaddling skills.  ;)

Note: This photo of the Gallately men (Poppa Paul, Colyn, and Ewan) was taken back in September when wee Colyn was born. What a good looking bunch of boys!
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