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cold, Donna Bruschi, empathy, exhaustion, guilt, healing, holiday, home, illness, keeping calm, kindness, mothering, nighttime parenting, nursing, nurturing, pandemic, sick, winter -

The warmth of the last several weeks has me feeling hopeful that the relentless cold and darkness of the coming months will not happen after all!  The longer nights, shorter days, chill, and dampness depress me, and I find it hard to be happy, and even more, difficult to accomplish my daily tasks.

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home, Jasmine Wood, meltdowns, mothering, Rita, tantrums, time, toddler, TV, winter -

Too much TV, not enough fresh air…

We get irritated more quickly, our attention spans have shortened and we are all sick of indoor activities, we are continually seeking inspiration no longer found indoors! When Rita was first born she did not watch TV, it seemed obvious to us there was no need for a newborn to be placed in front of the tube. The same went for her whole first year. Then the winter of her second year hit.

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earth, Jasmine Wood, mothering, myth, nutrition, Rita, spring, toddler, whole foods, winter -

Wishing you a merry Maple Moon! What is Maple Moon you ask? More commonly referred to as “Sugar Moon”, Maple Moon is the full moon in March. It marks the onset of the sugaring season. For many Eastern Native American cultures this date represents the New Year!

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emotions, expectations, gratitude, Jasmine Wood, mama, memories, mothering, Rita, snow, toddler, winter -

Sometimes I want to cry and freeze time.

I exclaim, “Stop growing! Just for a little while! You’re so perfect just the way you are!” What I really want is not for Rita to remain a toddler forever, but rather I want to remember with every fiber of my being what these amazing years are like.

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cold, groundhog's day, guilt, illness, Jasmine Wood, love, mama, mothering, Rita, sick, sleep, toddler, winter -

Perhaps the warm thaw of the last several days has you feeling like I do? I feel like there is an itch deep down that just needs to be scratched, the eternal itch for spring. The itch for new life, for many shades of green, the itch to spy a newly emerged crocus and to feel the caress of warm spring sunshine on your cheek!

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