Rhoda and I went to the Mountain Midwifery birth center bright and early for a check-up after Rhoda had been feeling the pangs and pains of impending labor for most of the night. We were told that it was getting close, but we probably had another day or two before we'd get to meet the newest Pilmer. At that time, we didn't know who the newest Pilmer would be and had no frame of reference for what it would be like to meet our child.
By ten o' clock that morning I was pulling into the parking lot at work and Rhoda was calling me to say that we were having a baby that day. Her water had broken. I turned around and came home. The rest, as they say, is history. It is our history and now it is Rye's.
I saw her first and was speechless to the point that Rhoda had to ask me if she was a boy or a girl. Describing that moment is like trying to describe a color or define warmth. One knows it when he or she feels or sees it.
Our year with Rye feels like a lifetime, except when it feels like a tick of the clock. Each of the last 365 days has been more demanding and rewarding than the last. Each day that I wake up and get to see Rye is better than the one before it. We are all growing up together and I cannot wait to see where we will be tomorrow.
Happy 1st Birthday Little Girl.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Budding Friendships
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. M. Proust.
This is Rye and Hayes on our a trip to Cheyenne.
Bath-time with Rye and Bosley.
Watching these three kids inspire and enjoy each other was rewarding on so many levels. I can only hope that they will someday look back at the pictures together and remember the years they spent making each other happy.
This is Rye and Hayes on our a trip to Cheyenne.
Bath-time with Rye and Bosley.
Watching these three kids inspire and enjoy each other was rewarding on so many levels. I can only hope that they will someday look back at the pictures together and remember the years they spent making each other happy.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
A Trip to Maryland and a Little Catching Up
The last month or so has been busy-ness as usual. Get it? We just got back from Maryland, where Rye met her cousin and got to see two uncles and an aunt. We met Uncle and Ali for a quick three day trip to visit Aunt Amina, Uncle Darius, and little baby Finn.
The flight out was trying. Rye is so energetic and inquisitive, it's hard to ask her to sit still for three and a half hours. Luckily, we had an empty seat next to us and she spent alot of time playing and looking out the window (and reading).
I used to be a seriously unapologetic eye-roller in the presence of a traveling infant or toddler. I now stand in solidarity with my fellow droopy-eyed brothers and sisters. We are millions strong and we don't care how heavily you sigh when our kids scream at the top of their lungs. Have another cocktail and remember that we'll soon be landing. You can repay the favor by staying out past 10:30 and slamming the hotel room door when you turn in for the night.
Here are some more highlights from the trip:
Rye goes swimming with Uncle Ali...
Rye hangs out with baby Finn...
Rye swings with dad...
Dad shows off the ridiculous car-seat carrier (seriously, this happened).
Before all of that, Rhoda and I looked on over the last few weeks as our Little Girl:
Charmed the Hafiz family at brunch...
Pointed out dogs at the dog park...
Got in a box...
Checked out a giraffe and some camels...
Wrestled with some packing paper (this photo does not even begin to show the amount of entertainment squeezed out of this piece of brown paper)...
Helped arrange the tupperware drawer...
Learned to stand up without any help...
and generally maintained maximum cuteness.
The flight out was trying. Rye is so energetic and inquisitive, it's hard to ask her to sit still for three and a half hours. Luckily, we had an empty seat next to us and she spent alot of time playing and looking out the window (and reading).
I used to be a seriously unapologetic eye-roller in the presence of a traveling infant or toddler. I now stand in solidarity with my fellow droopy-eyed brothers and sisters. We are millions strong and we don't care how heavily you sigh when our kids scream at the top of their lungs. Have another cocktail and remember that we'll soon be landing. You can repay the favor by staying out past 10:30 and slamming the hotel room door when you turn in for the night.
Here are some more highlights from the trip:
Rye goes swimming with Uncle Ali...
Rye hangs out with baby Finn...
Rye swings with dad...
Dad shows off the ridiculous car-seat carrier (seriously, this happened).
Before all of that, Rhoda and I looked on over the last few weeks as our Little Girl:
Charmed the Hafiz family at brunch...
Pointed out dogs at the dog park...
Got in a box...
Checked out a giraffe and some camels...
Wrestled with some packing paper (this photo does not even begin to show the amount of entertainment squeezed out of this piece of brown paper)...
Helped arrange the tupperware drawer...
Learned to stand up without any help...
and generally maintained maximum cuteness.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Rye Loves Fat Albert
This cat spends most of his time trying to avoid people...and dogs. Rye and Ellie are making him look like a genius.
Friday, September 9, 2011
PIZZA!
This is a picture of Rye taken seconds after she ate at least three quarters of a piece of pizza at our local pizza and beer joint. I would've taken a picture of her eating it (meticulously cut into 9 month old sized pieces by the best mom in the world), but it would've been blurry...on account of the speed with which she maneuvered it into her mouth.
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