tiempo esta ahorita

of course he's the most precious thing ever. i can't stop looking at him. i'm back, ya'll. i took off the entire month of september to move house and home and have this baby. i have missed blogging and checking in on all of you, and don't know where to begin to get back into the swing of my cyber relationships. all i can think of is loving this boy. he is one week and one day old today and life has a whole new light around it. its a good thing because conditions are a bit adverse at times here on the new homestead. we have had a laundry list of problems and adjustments to make that have interfered with our idea of how we would have liked to spend our first week with Miles Lighthorse Campbell-but we are invoking the coyote: adaptability. baby is already teaching us-reminding us-of what is MOST important, and that is being present and holding gratitude in our hearts for everything. we are blessed in so many ways. i received an email from a dear friend of mine who is serving in the slums of baghdad where trash is piled stories high and raw sewer reservoirs provide the view and olfactory stimulation. life is a series of adjustments to environment each day. my shortcomings are hilighted as a new parent. i see myself in a new way, through a baby's eyes, and i get to make choices about what i want him to see. more than anything, i want to have integrity in all that i do and make each moment count. its good to be here.