Today is the anniversary of the day she was due. March 14. I wonder if I’ll ever forget that day. Her first birthday is in 9 days and I was pretty chill about it all until I read this. And now I’m an emotional mess. Not really, but it definitely got me thinking about how easy it is to obsess over the things that do.not.matter in the grand scheme of things. So thank you Karen Maezen Miller for reminding me about what matters.
Here’s some more cool stuff on our internets that I’ve enjoyed lately:
Ivan wants to get better at filming, so he started a little personal project for himself. He’s going to film a little clip every single day and upload it to a website for other people to use if they like. The site is called a daily take and he is on day 5.
As we explore new neighbourhoods (virtually) for our new home, we’ve really enjoyed this website that helps you live the most walkable lifestyle possible.
Taken outside Kohi Cafe on Sunday before a sadly average brunch
1. I made this for dinner last week. It was good, but it tasted amazing the next day.
2. Why should you care about typography? Beautifully done.
3. How much do you look like your family members? This photo project is SO COOL.
4. Travelling? Or got a spare room and wanna make some cash? (Hello RWC) This website is beautiful and it’s a no-brainer really. Ivan and I have already started booking some rooms for our travels.
5. The modern animated gif. They call them ‘cinemagraphs’.
7. Ivan just ordered us some new headphones. I got mine in ‘mustard’ and he got his in ‘grass’. How sweet is their website?
8. I’ve been talking recently with some friends about forgiveness and moving on. This article pretty much sums up our discussions. It’s quite long, but the gist of it for me:
“Bernstein’s big idea turns on resolving the conflict she says we all face between love—the pure state we’re born into, before we start collecting reasons to attack ourselves and each other—and fear. Fear breeds what she calls the ego, not Freud’s version but essentially that inner voice pushing doubt to the forefront of your mind, reminding you that you’re not good enough and neither are your thighs. Almost everything Bernstein espouses—asking for and learning to recognize miracles, surrendering to the guidance of the universe, and, especially, forgiveness—is contingent on silencing the ego, or, as Bernstein might say, “telling it to shut the fuck up!” She teaches that the people we’re jealous of, intimidated by, or angry with are our “assignments,” opportunities to practice compassion and to experience—hopefully, eventually—a sense of oneness rather than judgment and separation.”
“It sounds as pat as a greeting card, but think about that moment you leave a funeral, having faced the fragility of life; everything looks different. Babies seem smilier, the cashier at the drugstore seems kinder, that bridesmaid dress doesn’t bother you as much. It’s not because anything’s changed, but because you have, if only for a day or two—simply because you’ve brought more compassion to the world around you.”
9. And finally, a beautiful poem by an unknown author that Adele posted recently:
When I was a young man,
I wanted to change the world.
I found it was difficult to change the world,
so I tried to change my nation.
When I found I couldn’t change the nation,
I began to focus on my town.
I couldn’t change the town and as an older man,
I tried to change my family.
Now, as an old man,
I realize the only thing I can change is myself,
and suddenly I realize that if long ago I had changed myself,
I could have made an impact on my family.
My family and I could have made an impact on our town.
Their impact could have changed the nation
and I could indeed have changed the world.
My life has been taken over by Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen. When I am not feeding or playing with Mika, I am a slave to this book. I cannot put it down. I must.keep.reading. And I am more than 3/4 of the way through it.
I like how this is such an achievement for me. At the end of the day, when I have achieved nothing except a few chapters of this book, I still feel a sense of accomplishment. It’s a day well spent. However, had this been a day spent perusing the internet and reading multiple blogs, articles and websites I would not feel the same sense of accomplishment. I’d feel queasy and nauseas and desperate for some fresh air. How interesting.
Well despite my new reading obsession I somehow still have some cool stuff from online to share. How does that work? Hmmm.
You might have seen this awesome wee hair tutorial floating around the internet lately for ‘no-heat’ curls. Anyway, I decided to give it a go and it turned out pretty cool. My headband was a wee bit tight so my head just sorta hurt all night which is less than ideal. Note to self: buy a looser headband. Check out the original tutorial here. The girl is super cute! Here’s my before and after shots. Apologies for the lame photobooth quality.
I’ve been lurking around Pinterest lately and here’s a few favourite things I’ve found:
Recipe here. I’m making these today!
This website is called ‘Know What’s Fucking Crazy?‘ and he’s right. Most of those things are fucking crazy.
Plum – Like Netflix for baby clothes. Check it out. Boutique baby clothes in the size you need them, when you need them. It’s a cool concept.
That’s all. Tomorrow it’s one of my bestest friend’s birthdays. So today I am preparing. (Even though she lives in London… I totally need to celebrate!)
One if the greatest things about Vancouver is that the city is great for cyclists. I know some people in Vancouver would disagree with me but after living in Auckland you would.
Traffic here is horrible, there’s no bike lanes and people drive around you like if they’re playing a game of how close they can get to you without hitting you.
Anyway, I just found this super cool gizmo on twitter and thought of sharing, It’s a prototype locking for bicycles, I know my friend Pablo would’ve loved to own one of these a couple years ago when his bike got stolen in Gastown.
A few days before Mika was born, I was grabbing a drink with one of my best friends Pablo and he asked me if I missed doing anything yet. You know, going out till 4AM, being so drunk that you wake up with a broken foot, going out for breakfast, even just waking up late.
My answer then was “No, not yet.” And if he was to ask me that now one month after my baby was born I would say “No, period.”
Thing is, there are some good and bad memories that I ponder on sometimes. I loved living in Vancouver with Pablo, going for coffee in the morning to Elysian and taking the last bus to Pam’s house in Kitsilano. But even if we were all to move back to Vancouver and spend a year there, (without a baby) it would never be exactly how we remember it.
Things change, people change and when you are expecting or have a child, things change faster. Your body and mind adapt, it’s hard work, it’s stressful once in a while, but it beats any experience I’ve ever lived. Coming home to my family is my treat for working hard during the day. It’s never a duty and never a chore. And I look forward to all the memories that will be created with Mika in our lives.