hangin' on...

I know that life is starting to feel normal again when I start taking photos again; and not just photos of the babe. 

I saw this snail and was wondered how it had gotten itself in this situation - hanging by a seed of grass. Amazing. 

I guess I feel a little like my slimy friend: How did I get here in this uncertain place?

In my limited life experience I have never felt to humbled as I do now as a mother to a young baby. 

Deep inside I know that I have eveything that it takes to be a good mama in me; a gift passed on from my own mum.

But I am still just so... amazed.

Love Always,

Joan Blondina

so smitten...

...how could you not be? 

I am so completely addicted to this little guy! And why has no one thought to bottle up that amazing baby-head smell and sell it to millions of women around the world? It's amazing.

The two of us are slowly crawling out of a three month newborn-fog and into the real world. We are working on a routine. He has discovered his hands and feet. I am taking time to do some of the things I used to do (like writing, online and on paper). Maybe I will knit a second booty for the pair I started Jeremy two months ago; and hot or not he WILL wear them.

So, please world, be patient with us. If I have not blogged, or called, or e-mailed, or if I missed a major social event in the last little while, know that I rarely even shower these days and even less often do I drink my coffee while it's still hot... but look at this boy and tell me it's not worth it!

Love Always,

Joan Blondina (and King Jeremy)