Family – Page 29 – The Merfett

You + Coffee On Me

November 8, 2013November 7, 2013 The Merfett

Hi, Friend. It’s been a week, amiright?

I am so thankful that it’s Friday. I’m also thankful for you. Yes, YOU.

Maybe we went to High School together. Met at Church, or in Film School. Once were Co-Workers. Shared a conversation at a party that one time. Family members. Or maybe we’ve never met, and you just found this place on your journey down the internet rabbit hole.

No matter how we met (or didn’t) I’m thankful that you care enough to share in this little slice of my silly life.

If you had a crazybusy week like I did, I’m sure you’re in need of a little something to jolt you through to the weekend.

So, here’s the thing. I’d like to buy you a cup of coffee (or tea). For realz. I can’t take total credit for this idea, I saw it earlier this week when The Naptime Diaries did the same thing. And I thought, man – what a cool thing.

Since I had a pretty nutty week I’d like to focus on you, and pay it forward with a little kindness.

Just show the image below to the barista when you pay. I’ve loaded it up so a few of you can have something delightful.

I’ll let you know when it’s all used up.

So drink up :)

Family

H2O

November 7, 2013November 6, 2013 The Merfett

The earth is 70% water. Our bodies are 60%. We can only live for 3 days without it.

It’s a big deal.

I’m constantly refilling my reusable bottle, it goes everywhere with me. In the car. At work. On my nightstand. I find that I’m anxious if I don’t have it with me. I’m even more thirsty now. Thanks, breastfeeding.

If you’re reading this you’re probably not too far from a source of clean drinking water.

I am so thankful for water. For access to fresh, pure, clear water.

Many of us fill our swimming pools, water our lawns or wash our laundry with cleaner water than much of the world’s population has access to. Imagine if you had to walk to a well every day, several times a day to gather water for you and your family. Or you had one source of shared dirty water that was used for everything – drinking, cooking, cleaning and bathing. That’s a fact of life for so many people.

I often forget how easy it is to just turn the knob and find freshwater almost anywhere. Don’t we all?

If you’re a fan of the purpose behind TOMS check out Freewaters.

I have a pair, and I love them.

Shoes. Water. Thankful.

Family

The Days

November 6, 2013November 6, 2013 The Merfett

Yesterday was a doozie. Like, “had to call Merfman on the drive home from work for a pep talk” kind of day. Yea.

Merfbaby and I had a calm evening at home (praise the Lord) and he went to bed around 8:00pm. I made (reheated) my dinner, ate and cracked open The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding. Thank you, Stephie for the suggestion!!!

I felt encouraged, less overwhelmed. I’ve never felt like I couldn’t meet Merfbaby’s needs until yesterday. It seemed like a cycle of “what? I don’t know what you need.” It further confirmed that we’re an E.A.S.Y family, and everyone is happier when we’re on our routine. Between a “distracted” nurser and a daylight savings switch we were thrown for a loop. But you know what? Tomorrow is a new day. We’ll start fresh.

I started to think about the good stuff. I really try to not let the hard stuff overshadow all the wonderful moments. Somedays it’s more of a challenge than others, but the good stuff really is good.

I never want to forget those little newborn sighs.

The gummy smiles mid-feeding when he locks eyes with me, milk dribble and all.

How he rubs his face on my shoulder when he’s getting sleepy.

The way he grasps his hands, pulls his shoulders up to his ears, opens his eyes wide and starts to giggle.

That he’s finding his voice and loves to listen to his new sounds.

How he opens his mouth so wide before he starts to laugh.

When he reaches for my open hand to pull my fingers into his mouth.

The way he curls his toes right before I put his socks on.

That little side grin.

How he loves to grab the inside of his shirt when I’m trying to dress him.

His soft hair.

When he leans forward while I’m holding him to get a better look at something or someone.

I don’t want to forget those little moments. Soon enough they’ll pass and we’ll be on to a new phase. You can’t stop the clock, and I’m trying to savor each day and the memories they bring.

So, I’m thankful for the days. All of them. The good and the bad. Because each day I get to have with Merfbaby is a special one.