Jessie Earth Momma

It starts!

Oh my gosh, I am so excited to start crafting for the season. I have my Solstice gift list made up and everything is handmade or has at least something about it that is handmade. Ry and I picked up some yarn for crochet and soap makings...

The festivities for this season start on Friday. Autumn's school is having a Harvest Fesitval and we are kicking off our end of the year holiday season with it!

This Season, for Ryan

5 Years Ago Today

 

The Most Romantic Song: As Much As I Ever Could

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For Ryan



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My Sacred Life: Day Five

 

My Sacred Life: Day Four

 Well, babe, another day down. Another year passed. And here we are! Happy Anniversary!

I can't begin to tell you how great you are for me. I can't begin to even thank you for all the love and care you give.

You have seen me through the hardest times in my life. You have helped me get through school, start a new career, make a baby...

You teach me patience, you teach me kindness, you teach me simplicity, you teach me steadiness, you teach me humility...

Love isn't the right word. What I feel inside for you is indescribable and I hope I never EVER find the words to explain it.

Here's to the year!

Yours,
Jessie

(The scene I came home to after a day of massaging.)

Yesterday

Just the two of us.

Ryan and I broke away for lunch and a glass of wine with some of my friends from school. We ate a local brewery then strolled the street of the old port town.

There was a sweet book store/cafe there. Certainly we bought books!

...we held hands as we walked. It was like we were a fresh couple. It was almost, dare I say?, romantic.

We've been much closer lately. Having Autumn threw us for a loop. Claire Grace was the quiet and easy going child. She gave us little fuss and blended well into our life. And then there was Autumn. This ball of passion and energy. She changed everything when she came. She sparked a fire in the family. They way we lived our lives changed. I changed.

My body was in baby mode. I wanted her, we made her, I carried her, she became me or, more, I became her. I was unprepared for how 18 months of breastfeeding would change me. And it did.

I am just now getting back to 'normal'. Not anything like I was or used to be. I am new. Brand new. I had to adjust to the new me. My hormones had me thinking I was someone else!
I am discovering new things about Jessie. Or maybe I am just living.

Tis the Season

: : :Many days have passed.  A look into our week : : :

: : : Giggles : : :

: : : Making some muscles relax and some green burn in my wallet : : :

: : : Stitchy here : : :

: : : Stitchy there : : :

: : : First Snowfall : : :

: : : "May the light within me guide the light within you." (Winter Gathering at school) : : :

Still Going

This photo was taken last year on nearly the same date as today. We were baking cookies and covered in a variety of flours and other baking goods. It was a really quick photo that Ryan took and I just fell in love with it. I ran across it this morning and got that mushy warm feeling so I posted it. (Not that I expect you to get mushy, but never the less, this is me and my husband.

Dang! Its windy as all get up!

Over Zealous

my heart hurts. and only time will heal.
anger and fury tore the night to shreds.
abandon the other. empty the house. nothing lingers,
as the dust still floats in the air.
no contact. no voice. just pain in the heart and anger in the soul.
more than just a night. less than the last straw.
sleep spent apart. away. hours creep by.

awaken to familiar voices and sanctuary. rustle the courage to go home.
home.

basic humanity is that to love and anger.
the certain uncertainty of the life we choose to lead together.

one night shan't make for ultimate ruin.
one bump we over come. strength inevitably follows.

tonight in our bed together. babies under covers. heads on pillows where they belong for rest.
and tomorrow we heal. and peace be restored and laundry to be done.