farewell

This is what I worked on yesterday when Milo was napping. Yep, instead of packing, I made this super cheesy video.

Why?

Well, for one, sappy music and photo montages are my love language.

And also it felt good to reflect on four years here.

To think about all the trails we have hiked, the friends we have made, and the baby we birthed. Oh yeah, and we got some degrees too.

We are making the right decision to move. I'm sure of it. I'll be glad to be "home."

But, saying new hellos requires saying goodbyes first. And making this video helped me do that.

So, here it is. Our "life in Denver"......

body language

Our house is filled with half-packed boxes. Odds and ends I don't know what to do with. It's a tricky thing to keep everything you "need" unpacked and available until the last minute.

Milo is changing exponentially. Pulling up. Taking steps. Deciding to put small bites of finger food in his mouth has translated into picking up tiny things on the floor and trying to put them in his mouth too. In the last 3 days, I have fished out a piece of fuzz, a feather, and the hard piece on the end of the avocado (who even knows what THAT is called?)

In the middle of packing and baby-wrangling, we are also trying to say goodbye. Spend time with the people we've grown to love here. Honestly, there's not enough time. And it is hard on my heart.

And, evidently, my body.

I didn't think I was too stressed. I thought I was handling everything pretty well.

But, sometimes the body knows things the mind doesn't.

And, yesterday, I went to the doctor and was diagnosed with shingles.

Luckily, the pain isn't too bad. Mostly just uncomfortable. And itchy.

I'm taking my anti-virals. And praying Milo doesn't develop chicken pox.

And, I'm trying to listen to what my body is communicating.

The fact that this is hard.

And sad.

And kind of scary.

Body language.

(I am writing this blog post while watching the news. Moving, packing, and shingles are NOTHING in light of the suffering in Joplin.......)

happy 10 months, milo!

Happy day, Milo! You are TEN months old today!

Mommy is writing this letter while you are napping because there's no way I could write it if you were awake. You. are. so. BUSY!

You love to crawl all over. And you love to find new things. This morning I was watching you and you found a tiny piece of string in your toy box. You were fascinated, rubbing it between your fingers for, what felt like, minutes.

You are eating finger foods now. I've been putting food on your highchair tray for a couple of weeks now but it wasn't until today that you were able to pick it up and put it in your mouth. It's like you were waiting to be ten months old and decided that now you feed yourself! It's adorable. You have SIX teeth and use them to chew up banana, avocado, tofu, and cheese.

Milo, I'll be honest. Your 10-month birthday snuck up on me.

Last night, I was waiting for my friend to meet me at Thai Basil and, as I sat at the window, I realized I was across the street from the hospital where you were born. I could even see the window to our room. And it was then I remembered that today was your 10-month birthday.

It's funny, Milo. I used to know, to the day, how many days until your next milestone "birthday." But this one snuck up on me. Maybe it is because we are busy packing. Or maybe it is because I can't remember my life before you. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to remember, but I can't recall what it felt like to not be your mama. It feels like I've been your mama for always.

Milo, I took your picture today. And it made me sad to think this is the last "monthly milo" picture I'll take in Denver. We're moving in 8 days.

We are moving you closer to your grandparents, Milo. And your aunts and uncles. They love you SO much and we want you to be close to them.

But, I'm so glad you were born here. In Colorado. You are our "Denver baby." The best souvenir ever. A forever reminder of our time here.

In the middle of packing, in the middle of thinking about our "new" life in KC, in the middle of feeling excited, in the middle of feeling heavy-hearted, I've discovered something, Milo.

My home is wherever you are.

Kansas. Colorado. It's all just scenery.

My heart is "home" when I'm with you and your dad.

And, for that, I am forever grateful.

I love you,

Mama

milo's tenth month

Meatless Mondays: Barley Risotto with Eggplant and Tomatoes

Last night I made this yummy recipe. Risotto is labor-intensive but oh so yummy.

6 cups diced eggplant

1 pint cherry tomatoes

3 tablespoons olive oil, divided

1/2 tsp. black pepper

5 c. broth

2 c. water

1 1/2 c. finely chopped onion

1 c. uncooked pearl barley

2 teaspoons minced garlic

1/2 c. dry white wine

1/4 tsp salt

1/2 c. crumbled soft goat cheese

1/4 c. thinly sliced fresh basil

1/4 c. pine nuts (I omitted)

1. Preheat oven to 400.

2. Combine eggplant, tomatoes, 2 tablespoons oil, and 1/4 tsp pepper in a bowl; toss to coat. Arrange mixture in a single layer on a jelly-roll pan. Bake at 400 for 20 minutes or until tomatoes begin to collapse and eggplant is tender.

3. Combine broth and 2 cups water in a medium saucepan; bring to a simmer (do not boil.) Keep warm over low heat.

4. Heat remaining 1 tablespoon oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add onion to pan; saute 4 minutes or until onion begins to brown. Stir in barley and garlic; cook 1 minute or until liquid almost evaporates, stirring constantly. Add 1 cup broth mixture to pan; bring to a boil, stirring frequently. Cook 5 minutes or until liquid is nearly absorbed, stirring constantly. Add remaining broth mixture, 1 cup at a time, stirring constantly until each portion of broth mixture is absorbed before adding the next (about 40 minutes total). Gently stir in eggplant mixture, remaining pepper, and salt. Top with cheese, basil, and nuts.

I heart you, colorado. it's nothing personal.

Well, the moving truck is reserved.

In 19 days we will pack our stuff, our dogs, and our baby into a car and drive out of Colorado.

It's bittersweet, really.

I'm excited to live closer to family again. (And we will be living CLOSE. Like my mom's basement until we find a place of our own.)

I'm excited to have extra hands and extra laps for Milo. I'm happy he'll live so close to his rockin' grandparents. I'm excited to be reunited with friends we left 4 years ago.

But, I'm sad.

Denver is our home. KC is where we are from. It's where we grew up. But, right now, in this very moment, Denver is our home.

It's where I went to school. And met new friends. And learned so many new things about myself. And the world.

It's where David found a job in a hospital that loves him. They nurtured him as he became a nurse.

It's where our church is. No, our membership isn't at Trinity. But Trinity is our church. It's the place that nurtured me as I grew in faith development and leadership.

And, it's where we became a family. We love, love, love our extended family. (If we didn't, we wouldn't be moving!) But Colorado is where we learned to be a family of two. And then a family of three. We learned to rely on each other. We grew up together. We became parents together.

Not to mention how much we love Colorado.

Like, SO love Colorado.

Have I told you that Colorado has awesome weather? And like zero humidity? And like zero bugs? And we are 30 minutes from the mountains???

*Sigh*

If motherhood has taught me anything, it is that most of life is both/and. Motherhood is BOTH incredibly rewarding AND incredibly frustrating. It is BOTH exhausting AND exhilarating.

Both. And.

At the same time.

And, so I guess, this move is also that way.

Both the end of our chapter here in Denver and the beginning of a new chapter in KC.

Both exciting and gut-wrenching.

Both. And.

All of it heaped up in one big messy pile.

I started this blog as a way to keep in touch with our Kansas families. Now, I suppose, it will be a good way to keep in touch with our Colorado families.

It won't be called "Life in Denver" anymore. And that makes me sad.

And happy.

Both.

And.

I seriously heart you, Colorado. You will be missed...

my first mother's day

Tonight my heart is full.

I feel celebrated.

I feel loved.

I feel joyful.

I feel awe-filled.

I feel humbled.

I feel content.

I feel grateful.

I feel like a mother.