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Livia’s 3rd Birthday

Livia’s 3rd Birthday

February 19, 2010March 26, 2016 stefanieboyce

Birthdays hold new meaning in the Sanfilippo world and we wouldn’t have missed Livia’s birthday! Happy Birthday sweet, precious, princess!

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What an amazing, thoughtful “see you later” dinner in the city! @judymaldonado5442 and @javimaldo721 thank you for speaking life into us, for cheering us on as we jump, and reminding us who we are. You both are so precious to us and made us feel so loved last night. Going to the city was such a wonderful surprise, and your right, Jayden would love us going! #23 #michiganave #sweethomechicago
Such a full couple of days with friends and family. So thankful for deep roots, people with different perspectives, generations of experiences....all seeking love and goodness at whatever age they are. See you later, Rockford! Not pictured: @twostep9880 what was I thinking?!
I long to touch you, Jay. To look at you, just like this moment... over and over again. #onedaycloser #lovecontinuesandmultiplies #13
I am so proud of this little girl. She tried climbing this twice before and it left her in tears. “I will never climb again in my entire life!” She cried. She looked around and compared herself to older, longer legged children. “They all did it! Why can’t I?!” I held her as she cried, scrambling for words, seeking the tender balance of just letting her feel what she needed in the silence of my arms and also letting it be an opportunity for growth. We talked about comparison and gave her the word: disappointment. That’s what this feeling is called. Then, she got tired of my parenting and ran to dad’s lap. She didn’t want to feel or talk about disappointment anymore so he took her to the claw machine where she won a ball. That made her happy. That’s called: avoidance. Funny how we all look for something to shift our disappointments, don’t we? We continued to walk around and play other games. I’d ask her a few times if she wanted to go back and try the wall again. “No,” she’d say. Until no one was watching. The line became empty. I whispered, “no one is there....wanna try again?” She ran at the chance, clipped in, and climbed right to the top. I was proud of her for winning her first ball out of a claw machine. I was proud of her for making it to the top and hitting that button. But I was most proud because she worked through her disappointment. She tried again. I learn so much being a parent. There are so many times I have felt disappointed and not tried again. I have a truckload of examples. In fact, historically if I know I will fail, I won’t try at all. But I am learning, from Ellie, how to try again. How to try at all. How comparison isn’t all that helpful and that hitting the button or winning is never what it’s all about.
Always looking. Always finding. #jbthankful
The days are getting shorter, busier, and filling with good-byes. I’m starting to wonder if we’ve made the right decision. (Do you ever do that?) If we’re cut out for this move, this work, this untethering.... Then I begin to speak out the “why,” and it all confirms the move. It’s scary. It’s unknown. It’s change. And, it’s right. Hard good-byes mean love is there. And for that, I am thankful. If I would have thought about how hard good byes would be, I never would have said yes... Hellos are hard too. New people. New places. New everything’s. Staying and leaving, both hard and beautiful in their own ways. @chapmans4god4ig -honored beyond measure to sit in your presence. Thank you for your friendship and time, your comfort and encouragement. For speaking things into me I am afraid to hear and know are true. Thank you for seeing me, over and over again. @brittbarkus -you feel like home to me. We feel full and expansive in your presence and at the same time, we feel the ache. You will forever be a reminder of B, J too, but B especially. We are so blessed by your loving kindness, your gifts, and your presence. My cup is overflowing with gratitude.
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