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The photos speak for themselves. Haley caught a northern pike, a rare but invasive species introduced into the lake of mostly perch and bass. We will eat it and turn it into fish stock

My days are so full and blur one into the other. Children climb on me. A LOT. I nurse one child, I nurse the other child. I push one in a swing, I sway the other to sleep. I pry … Continue reading →

I think they have a pact not to sleep at the same time :p a minute after this was taken Noah awoke. He has been sleeping a maximum of twenty minutes at a time during the day… Leaving me with … Continue reading →

Not so long ago I had rules in my mind about how to be a mother. I refined them as I went, but mostly I was afraid to break a rule and somehow jeopardize something crucial. So lately with two … Continue reading →

    I have no available time; but I make time. Time at the beach, time together, time for play and exploration. And it is so hard sometimes, and so worthwhile. I have to keep reminding myself that the people … Continue reading →

I haven’t blogged in a long long time. Life with two children is more full and challenging than I ever imagined…especially with both kids on the edge of new stages. Sapphire is potty training and learning to dress and undress … Continue reading →

They are growing up so fast! From climbing the “big kid” ladder solo, to saying “I luff brudder” and drawing new kinds of squiggles; I’m flabbergasted everyday. Not to mention she can count to twelve and sing songs like ‘rockabye … Continue reading →

The last months have been such a huge adjustment for us. I am finding my rhythm slowly, letting go of many expectations –especially of myself- and learning new depths of patience, love and surrender. It hasn’t been a totally graceful … Continue reading →

I had grand ideas of what I’d write today but two sick babies and some time overnight in the hospital this weekend has me exhausted but grateful. I hope to return to this space soon. Peace, Laura

Nkjj Breastfeeding with the shield, like a flexible silicone hollow nipple that fits over the mother’s own nipple with small holes for milk to come through. The breastfeeding attempts continued, often with a new person with completely different opinions and … Continue reading →