Mom Shanti

Musings on living abroad, motherhood, yoga, and all the in betweens…

November already? November 18, 2010

Filed under: Kids,Nyon,Seasonal — momshanti @ 8:53 pm

What is it about having a child that makes the days, weeks, months, YEARS go by so incredibly quickly?  I cannot believe that we are closing in on Thanksgiving in a short week already!  I feel like I celebrated Nash’s first birthday yesterday, and here I am gearing up for his second in a couple of months.  Where has 2010 gone, is what I want to know?

We are keeping ourselves so busy in our busy little lives, honestly, Monday is Friday.  Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Who?      I am trying to pay such close attention to the details, take loads of pictures, even record our morning breakfasts together on my PhotoBooth (in between Backyardigans episodes, my newest trick in the book!)  in an attempt to slow it down, but its all in vain it seems.  And in some ways, its great because it means that being home in South Carolina and New Orleans comes before I know it!  The flip side of it is that the vacation visit itself feels like half of an inhale, I am not kidding.

So in these parts right now Fall is on the verge of being completely fallen, at least foliage-wise.  Its been full of gorgeous light, brilliant colors, brisk days and bluebird skies, but I am feeling that cold that cuts through your clothes creeping in bit by bit by the day.  The smell of wood burning in fireplaces wafts in the air which always reminds me that soon the entire population of Switzerland will be trecking themselves into the mountains come the weekend.  There is something about all of this happening that makes me want to get under my faux fur blanky and snuggle down with Mieussy the cat nuzzled in the crook of my knee.  Much as I adore my little man, there isn’t much about him that is calming or relaxing  at the moment apart from when he sleeps.  And then the world does slow down for a little bit.  Then I look into his serene little face all relaxed in unconscious bliss and all that is chaotic and frenzied and crazy in our day-to-day life doesn’t even seem to exist anymore.  Oh the dichotomy of motherhood!

Our waking days are Olympic festivities of Cow Bouncing, Scooter Pushing, Moto Riding, Digger Crawling, Sofa Launching, Tickle Rolling… the list goes on and on of events.  We could also include Drawer Unloading and DVD Displaying if I were getting really technical.  Oh, and my very own special event?  Food Chasing.  Yes, we are still having issues with eating while sitting, but so it goes.  If I turn the t.v. on he sits.  So which is it?  Eating while zoned out in front of tellie or while on the go performing one of the aforementioned events?  Judge all you like, the boy ate half a raw red pepper today and cauliflower gruyere gratin, so at least I am getting some good stuff into him;)  Could be McDonalds.  Which we also did this week I will shamelessly admit.  And that he actually did eat sitting down.   He calls the whole experience ‘Frite,’ which is French for ‘french fry.’

 

 

So voila, it is this constant pull of ‘yes and no’ and ‘good and bad’ and ‘more and less’ and ‘go and STOP!!!’   He has this fearlessness that scares the hell out of me sometimes.  And yet, I am so fiercely proud of what I see as independence.  Confidence even.   Perhaps it is this constant undulation that makes time feel as though its moving in fast-forward mode, I don’t know.

What I do know is that I better pay attention quick because I can feel it, its going to be a decade from now when I wake up tomorrow.

 

Homage, Haircuts and Hand-knits…. November 8, 2010

Filed under: Kids,Nyon,Seasonal — momshanti @ 8:34 pm

Nash's first haircut!

A Halloween Homage to our Troops Abroad...

So Halloween has come and gone.  Living abroad and celebrating Halloween always raises an eyebrow or two over here, but I cannot help myself.  What is more fun than dressing up my little doll of a child and parading him around the neighborhood all decked out like a little American soldier?   You can’t really see it, but there is an American flag on that sleeve there.  Oh how my patriotism strengthens the longer I am away!  Also, written on the pajamas that Mom brought with her must be noted:  Major Cutie.  So yes, I got out my good make-up brushes and camo’ed him up.  He wasn’t sure what to think of seeing himself in the mirror like this and would walk by and take a long lingering look at my handiwork, but he didn’t try to wipe it or smear it, so I took that as an ‘okay.’  Fred took him house to house, but he mostly wanted to just run up and down the street.  And any candy that did make into the trick-or-treat sack was immediately fished out and commanded open.  So no, that part didn’t work out so well, but I still had fun!  Set up a cobweb fringed séance on my front porch to freak out the neighbors a bit…   I heart Halloween!

Other eventful news out of our household, Nash had his first haircut yesterday!  Its been a constant back and forth do we cut it, do we leave it.   And much as I love the curls, and I do mean LOVE… those are the ringlets from his earliest days to be safeguarded forever and ever…  it was time to even things out a bit.  And I did get a little scissor happy, or rather just had to keep fixing my you-know-what-ups, which meant that it is a little shorter than I intended, but I figure it will grow out cute.   But oh the hesitation at making that first snip!  Fred was eventually like, just DO it already!  And I did.  So its done.  And it will grow.  Wait, did I already say that?

And here is another pic for all of you who are going, I cannot believe she cut all those curls off (you know who you are) where you can see that they ARE still there, just a little modified…

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SEE! I didn't cut ALL the curls out!

Last week we were in London with my beloved girlfriend, Laura, who is closing in on the last couple of weeks of her second pregnancy.  I love visiting the UK, most importantly because I get to see her and Cole, but secondly, the English makes me feel like I get a little dose of home.  Even if they do say funny things like ‘loo’ and ‘lorry’ and ‘panda car.’  But while we were there Laura gave me a few hand-me-downs-on-loan (she is having another boy), and so I leave you with Nash’s newest threads.  This outfit makes me smile, though I have to tell you Fred’s comment when he saw Nash all decked out…

He looks like a Swiss-German.

Oh yes, double-pointed! Maybe Fred's right;)

A Nana Wilson Original... thanks Laura and Cole

 

a week in Nyon… November 6, 2010

Filed under: Uncategorized — momshanti @ 1:02 pm

On the boat to Yvoire

(Sigh…)  They left today.  Remember all that I said in my last post about maybe people living so far away is better somehow?  BS.  I call BS on my own blog.  Because they left today and now my heart is aching not only for myself, but for Nash who, once we arrived back at home (me sniffling the whole way), Nash looked at me and asked, “Mom?”  No, Mom’s on a plane.  And Christmas is feeling decades away, let me tell you.

We awoke to temperatures that plunged into the 30’s this morning.  I think the green in the leaves is on its last leg with this kind of weather. Last week was really almost perfect, though.  Dad wasn’t feeling great after the long travel and a sore hip, so we didn’t venture too far away from home.  We did Morges, Rolle

Yvoire

and Yvoire…  each for their respective patisserie/coffee/filets de perches stops along the way!  Living here I will admit that I love becoming a total tourist when tourists come to visit me.  I completely indulge in afternoon millefeuille (a bit like Napoleons if you’ve ever been to New Orleans), mid-morning croissant or pain au chocolat (just finished the last one with Nash as our dessert after lunch today.)  Apart from a haze that kept us from seeing the Mont Blanc in the distance (I swear this always happens when they come), it was a great week.  And for Nash to have all eyes on him, he loved every second!  After bathtime every night was a little show of him skipping and running and jumping and dancing around the living room…  his little personality is really blossoming, especially with an audience!

We also took advantage of the dairy farm down the road.  Nash loves going here and I did a wee photo shoot while we were there.

As you will notice from most of the photos, there is actually very little interaction between Nash and the ‘moos,’ as he likes to refer to them.  This is more about the mini-tractors, stroller, and the big litter box, I mean sand box, that he digs around in with shovels that look as though they’ve passed through many a hand here at the dairy farm.  It is moments like these that are my ultimate test of suppressing my urge to immediately douse my child in antibacterial anything on hand!  Having a 22 month old, one most let go of most notions of what cleanliness might have been prior to this age.  The dirtier and muckier and stickier (actually, he abhors being sticky, its hilarious!), and grimier the better.  Puddles are are oasis to the child, he is like a fly on, well, you know, so I am trying to bring myself to not be attatched to the adorable boots and shoes that I dress him in because inevitably they will become filthy, there is just no getting around it.

But for me, the dairy farm is all about the cows.  I love the sounds of the clanging bells and watching the pigs spring from one side of the pen to the other in anticipation of a snack.  Wish Nash shared that kind of appetite!  When I have a franc or two on me I fill up at the auto-milk-mat which is open 24-7.  It is raw milk so they give a quick description of how to pasteurize it, something I rarely do considering we usually finish the liter within a day.  Nash is becoming more and more a fan of milk, thankfully.  So yeah, this really is one of our favorite hang-outs as of late.  The only down-side of visiting the farm is the ‘au revoir.’  I am not kidding, they must think I am pinching my child the way he freaks when its time to go.  Even after a ritual saying goodbye to all the dusty toys and a discussion on when we’ll be back (usually within a day or so), he still loses it when we have to go.  But the fact of the matter is that right now, anything I need to happen with Nash is fascilitated with a ‘want to go see the moo’s?’ and seeing as I usually do try to follow through with what I say, we make visits all the time.   Bribery?  Most certainly.  Effective?  Hell yes.