Smell of Fall

I love Fall!  What about you?!  ​

I have always loved fall, BUT more now than ever.  The smell reminds me of fresh starts (since my annual schedule has always begun in late August, early September), cozy sweaters, scarves, bonfires, and apple cider.  And now - the smell reminds me of carrying our little boy.  The pregnancy was a remarkable time in my life, little did I know that motherhood wound be that much better.  The smell reminds me of my first consistent contractions on a Sunday, pre-labor symptoms on Monday and a Tuesday mic hang and May Festival choir set up followed by my water breaking.  Labor for about three days and then we were ready.  I worked through it all (with a LOT of Rick's help!) - walked around and kept moving which was a good thing since Soren was ALL back labor that landed me on all fours in the hospital bed.  Rick coached an amazing natural birth and my Mom got there just in time to snap shots and give me an extra push to get through transition.​

The smell of Fall reminds me of well,  smelling Soren for the first time and looking into his brand new eyes, finally understanding what living is really about.  It's precious and quick, warm and complicated​, and perfect. 

LIke this brand new babe, November 17, 2010 - ​

and this perfect team - ​

his perfect scoots outside - ​

perfect steps before his first birthday - 

To riding tractors - ​

But more than anything, these guys - these guys, are perfect...​

Patching for the Weekend

Even though - this is still technically my weekend, I was just far too excited to share our Pumpkin/Raspberry picking experience to wait!​

Rick found a great patch to hit up, Irons Fruit Farm - we picked raspberries, pumpkins, fed the goats, ate some apple fritters, doughnuts and cider, hayride out to the patches and even oinked at the pigs!  We had a blast - thanks guys for the great day!  Looking forward to visiting some more this fall!

after raspberries - comes pumpkins…and some goats!​

Morning Snuggle

This morning, Soren snuck into our bedroom (he actually tip-toed!), well at least he thought he was being sneaky - I watched him as he carefully walked around the bed.  He crawled on to the bed and nuzzled himself into my shoulder, of course - with his trusty blanket.  My heart absolutely melted.  Motherhood is the best, isn't it?  Love that little guy so much.  Rick just turned over and smiled - you know... the smile that proud papas give their wee ones.  My heart melted even more (if that is even possible!).  On a cold morning, welcoming fall - this was the warmest way to wake up.  Happy Fall and Happy Wednesday.​