Has it really been this long????? It’s a busy month for everyone so I am hoping that you haven’t noticed my absence here. The good news is I am back in Jamaica with a vengeance and a give away! Yep! It’s time for another ila blu jewelry give away. And although, I have yet to choose the special piece for this offering I am excited to be hosting 🙂 I hope y’all will be excited too as we approach the give away day. The rules will be the same as last time. Only subscribers to somethingblu.wordpress.com qualify to win. More on this later in the week.
On another note, yesterday was my baby girl’s third birthday. Three??? Really. Did I blink? How is she so tall, articulate, thoughtful, big? We had a lovely beach day with the family and godfadda in tow. Everything, including the caribbean sea and sky, was smooth. The hues of blues were a comfort to mind, spirit and body. Renewal.
Floating under the sun, in the blue, I couldn’t help but to count the moments and remember the exact details of my daughter’s 13 hour journey from womb to arrival (i.e., where I was at 4:30 am, 12:53pm,etc.). It was such a special day. My mother and sister were present the whole time. We walked all over Hillcrest (San Diego) that morning and even met a few new folks in between contractions. I was stopped in the middle of a fairly busy street doing some heavy breathing/relaxing and was nearly hit by a fed ex truck! An exciting day indeed, my memories are mostly in slow mo except for the last two hours so intense, and fast.
When my little princess finally made her way out of me I was surprised. I had convinced myself that she was another boy, though in retrospect so many signs indicated otherwise. She was sweet and healthy. And she boasted a big ol’ lump on her other wise cone/birth canal shaped head. “Pelvic obstruction”, the midwife said. The lump eased quickly but baby did not. She cried and cried and cried. For nearly two years she cried. And cried and cried…
You’d never know to look at her now that she was such a crier. She is a mostly joyful child and squeals with delight at the simplest things. Swings, balloons, nacks (snacks) evoke pure thrill. Funny, I hardly remember the crying now. Except…
My newly three year old baby girl took had a fall and got an owee and oh, did she cry. On her birthday no less. We still aren’t quite sure how it happened. I thought she was still partially strapped in to her car seat but Miss independent can apparently unstrap herself. She fell and hit her face/head while coming out of the car. And now she has a big black eye. She screamed with terror and I felt like I couldn’t get to her fast enough!! Scaaaaaarry! We put ice and arnica gel on it and it appeared to improve though hard to tell because her little eyes were so swollen with crying. Yup it sucked. And I feel awful about it.
I tend to be a person who reflects deeply on the events that occur in my/family’s life. For me this was a reminder that even though my baby is three and such a big girl I can’t turn my back for even a second. She is sooooo smart and brave! Anything can happen and I give thanks that it wasn’t worse.
Looking at her sweet, albeit bruised, face I remember the lump she came to me with her very first minutes of life. She was so challenged by and persistent about the exit phase of pregnancy. Hitting her little head over and over again on my pelvis. Yiiiiiikes! She definitely taught me about faith, patience and my own strength. So even though it’s three years later and the lump is near her eye (not the top of the head), I am taking the liberty to chalk this one up to pelvic obstruction and persistence.
A reminder to me that she is so determined to do things her way and in her own time. The best that I can do is offer guidance, a hand to hold and get out of the way. She will lose her balance, sustain a few bumps and bruises, growing pains and disappointments. But she is one tuff cookie. And I am so grateful she came through me into our lives.
One Love, Walk Good, Pushing through obstruction with perseverance…