Grateful to my friend + self-care blogger who regularly shares gems of inspiration like this with those of us in her sister circle! Here’s to, as she declared, “living, loving and being” ourselves.
Without fail, Sunday mornings have been absolutely magical. In a golden moment of mindfulness as I put K down for a morning nap, I noticed the music all around me: My neighbors’ melodic wind chimes + my lovey-boy’s snoozing dream breaths + a gentle but crisp wintry
So I was reminded of this classic cut, which I keep in rotation on several playlists for my yoga classes: Billie Remixed: I Hear Music
Can you guess what was in his diaper at the time?! (OH! Adding to the madness + magic, this, of all songs, actually came on my Pandora Sade station: music for this moment of madness + magic.) Thank heavens he had never actually used it for its intended purpose! Until…*
*BREAKING NEWS: Surprise, surprise! K had some serious movement (as in: major toddler milestone) this morning & will no longer be allowed to play with his pot!