There is such a simple joy in arriving home with Rowan to our apartment. It is such a relief to come in the door, set down our bags and enter our own world. We often dance and sing together to Rowan’s favorite musician, James Brown- she is such an amazing dancer. She giggles and squeals and smiles with two deep dimples and two long, straight and perfect white teeth. In these moments I feel an intense happiness, an ecstasy, and a contentment that sets the world right and makes me realize that as long as we are together, nothing else matters.
This love is unlike any I’ve felt before. Unlike the love I’ve experienced with the few men I’ve had long term relationships with, it does not depend upon anything. It is not quantified by something Rowan does or does not do. It is not hopeful, looking to the future we might have together, or regretful, pining for a past we could have had. It is not colored by doubt, self-consciousness, suspicion, or jealousy. My love for her is part of me, as she is part of me. It is always living in the moment, cherishing and savoring and memorizing each instant we are alive and together. And the more I get to know this little person, this other part of myself who is flowering into her own individuality, the more I am awed and enraptured by her.
This newfound love has awakened in me a kinship with other mothers everywhere. To be a mother is to nurture the future of the world and to also revel and rejoice in the NOW of everyday with our children. To be a mother is to understand the price of life as every mother is a participant in the earthly mystery of creation. As mothers, let us always band together to protect and enrich this world to continue this cycle of love through our children, our children’s children, and through the children of our fellow mothers across the world.
Hat Dance
a paper bowl makes a great hat
Happy at Mealtime
a girl after my own heart, she loves to eat
She Likes to Feed Herself
But she sometimes misses her mouth or uses the wrong side of the spoon
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Our new apartment
We moved into our new home about 2 weeks ago. It is starting to look more like our own so I'll get some pics up soon. It is a two bedroom, though Rowan's room is VERY small. That's OK, she does not spend much time in there. The building is an old schoolhouse and has lots of character, and about 8 13ft. windows! I love it. Rowan had her first overnight with Grandma B this friday and it went very well. Very liberating to know that I can leave her overnight now without many tears, but also strangely unsettling.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Rowan has a new little cousin
Roe and I spent some time with Nick and Hope and their four day old little Joy last night. She is adorable, very sweet, and looks a lot like Nick to me. I took some video and I'm going to try to post it here.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Emme and Will's Visit
Emme brought her boyfriend, Will home for a visit and we had a lot of fun with them. Both Rowan and Mugsly had a good time with him and liked him, so that's a pretty good sign. Rowan has finally gotten 2 or three little needle teeth pocking through on the bottom. She's already used them on me while nursing! She loves it when I touch one of her teeth with my finger and yell "oww! Those are sharp!"
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Three Williams Women
Christmas in late January. Rowan is 11 months old!
Pumpkin Carvin with Uncle Zach
Rowan takes out the goey inards
Ethan trying out the backpack
Rowan doesn't think its a good idea though
Aunt Karen builds block towers
Rowan knocks them down
Sleeping on Rowan's Fir Suit
Mugsly Hates Haloween

Me and Roe this summer
Gavin and Rowan
Gavin picked out this outfit for Rowan!
Emme and Will
The happy couple out cross country skiing
Linny and me after Aunt Jenny's concert
Scooting can be Frustrating
she tries to move forward but keeps getting farther away since she can only move backwards
Cousins
Aidan, Rowan and Maggie
learning to sit
Gavin and Ethan are helping Rowan learn to sit on her own
Peso
The original Chiuahua