don't wake a sleeping baby.

smiles.

strike a pose.

sweet heart.

city paper.

the mattress.

silly girl.

all or nothing....

Liv is still playing hard to get with the camera lately. She is either all about it, or wanting nothing to do with it.

obsessed with wearing her tutu.

thank you, mama.

I was nursing Lo tonight in her room. It was quiet. The room was dark. The only light was the hallway light that peeked in the half opened door. Ry and Liv were downstairs watching noggin. This is my alone time with Lo. A way to unwind and have some closure to the day.

While nursing she reached her arm up and rubbed my neck, played with my necklace, twirled my hair. She peacefully nursed, and every few seconds made eye contact and locked eyes.

I know her thoughts are not complex enough to understand my sacrifices (elimination diet) or what it takes to still be nursing a 6.5 month old who has yet to sleep through the night.

But the look in her eye was not a blank stare. It was sincere. It was loving. It felt like a "Thank you". She didn't want to turn and break the eye contact. Nor did I......There was no other place either of us would rather be. We both completely enjoy that time together.

She didn't have to speak. But I knew what she was saying.

true bliss.

Now that we are seeing a different side of Lo (not struggling with the food allergies), I am falling deeper and deeper in love. There are so many times I am with her and I just can't hug her tight enough or kiss her long enough.......

I am so in love.

It just amazes me. How I need the family to be complete.
Like I am not a whole, I need them to feel whole. Afterall, Liv and Lo were apart of my body for some time.
Now they are whole. But they still need me to feel complete.

I am fine with being a half and always needing them. And I am fine with them always needing me.

It is just funny how when I was younger I felt like a whole, but I wasn't I always needed my parents. And still do. That is the way it should be.... The circle of life. We are never complete. We all need each other.

Overheard.

Mommy, I have the coffee coughs.

Mama Bear.....

She does exist. She is usually the one behind the camera......

Cheekers.

Dada time.

Liv's favorite YouTube vid.

She has become quite the LipSyncher (taking after her mom's 15 north karaoke days- if only I could go back. (what night was that? Thursdays? But would I be that crazy mom lady? Who cares, I was that crazy drunk college student then)

it is 8:58 am...

and I already hit the treadmill, showered, got the everyone's breakfast, and Lo is down for her nap........

Good start to the day.

Back in service.

Untitled from corinne katrina on Vimeo.

Not only are the girls back in service after 3 weeks of sickness, I got a little valentine's day treat (flip mino HD- new video camera). So my new addiction to this device will mean lots of new katrina kid footage.

My new Hero...Salma Hayek.

I know it is controversial, but it isn't to most women who have breastfed their children. While in Africa, Salma nursed a sick hungry one week old baby. Salma currently is still nursing her one year old and couldn't pass up her "Mommy Super Power" on this little guy. He was so hungry, and he just gulped away.

Not only was she able to nourish that little boy but she also wanted to encourage women there to continue breastfeeding. Men do not defend breastfeeding because they do not believe in sexual relations with breastfeeding women.

They have the highest number of infant mortality due to malnutrition. Breastfeeding would change that.

This story gave me goose bumps. Four years ago, I may have thought it was inappropriate or strange for her to do that, but Today I probably would have done the same thing. Hearing a hungry crying baby usually makes you let down anyway ;) I may not be using my college degree or masters degree, but a person can live off of the milk my body produces...... that is super power.

Amazing.....