Seven Years of Love

Seven years ago today I was awaiting my “friend’s” return from a visit with his son who lives very North of us, an all day trip there and back.
He told me in a text message that he had something he wanted to discuss with me when he got back. He came straight from the road trip to my house. It was late afternoon, we walked to go pick up my son from daycare, we were holding hands walking by a huge patch of clover when he said, “I decided that I love you…” I don’t really remember the rest because my head filled with possibilities and dreams.
IMG_20110625_124743The rest of the night was magical.
Later I found out that at that time a friend was giving birth. In a way so were me and my now hubby.
We call this day our Love-a-versary. It represents a time when we committed to love and the act of loving without much of a plan, just loving each other.


Gratitude*Sunday is a wonderful way to be intentional with the blessings life brings you and the ones that you are creating. Thank you Wooly Moss Roots for sharing this tradition with us.

I’m grateful for so many things, here are a few of them:
*Our oldest (Treetrunk) returning from a month long vacation with his bio-dad and step family. I missed him deeply. Now we are trying to get back to some sort of normal before the school year starts up again.

*Good friends returning “home” after being away for almost three years, hurray! I foresee dinners and long conversations shared in the near future.

*Our amazing, thoughtful, generous community. We do so well raising up these incredible little people together.

*Our tiniest (Indigo) is sitting up, mostly on his own, rolling over and EC is going really well. He is so incredible and intelligent. He is reminding us of all that magic and wonder of childhood.


*I’m regularly meditating and sending positive energy to our middle boy (Oboster) so far away and entering the 7th grade this year. This will be the year of great changes for him.

*I’m grateful for the opportunity to consider full time homeschooling. Yes, we are here once again. As the months draw closer to high school we must think seriously about this. Thanks to Hubby we can actually make it happen if it turns out to be the right thing.

*I’m grateful for simple things like knitting needles and yarn and the skills to create something sweet and special.

We love you family and friends.

A Year In Review

The Pacheco Swan Family’s year in review. Skip to the bottom if you just want the photos.

Looking back on the year, and being honest, we were hit rather hard in 2012. “Parenting Plan” court dates, fractured friendships, pregnancy, moving, dropping the ball everywhere else in life, all while keeping this family going through the daily routine. With little to no help from the ones who we thought would have our backs. We formed new friendships and rekindled old ones. Our community has been pouring the love toward us. There are so many of you! We love you all!

(Light candles, smudge, hold hands, sing songs…)

Hubby and I also leaned on each other more than ever before. Hubby has been the rock for the family this year. Incredible only dusts the surface in revealing who he is. He’s been making me breakfast and getting my vitamins and tea for me every single morning during this pregnancy (32 weeks now – 8ish weeks left), amongst the other numerous things he does for us. He spends more time with our Treetrunk boy so that he feels supported through the pregnancy too. I love Hubby with all of my heart, soul, and mind.

In a way these hard times have been a blessing. Yes, let’s look at them that way. Because, really, when this family was put through emotional hellish circumstances, dealing with horrible people, not enough money and bureaucratic limitations…we did not crumble. We grew stronger. And that is what a family should be, right?

My family are the people I can grow with, learn with, love with, cry with, frustrate with, hold on tightly to and release knowing that time will be short so let us enjoy each other. And I’m finding more and more that our communities are an extension of all of this wonder.

We are magic! Thank you for being apart of all that magic.

Bits of family life 2012, in no particular order:

Treetrunk and Oboster Summer 2012

Treetrunk with one of his besties.

Oboster’s first homemade applesauce Summer 2012.

7 months Pregnant at Hendricks Park.

Nico and Treetrunk at Hendricks Park, December 2012.

Hubby at Mt. Pisgah May 2012

Treetrunk and Hubby at Mt. Pisgah May 2012

The Pacheco Swan Family


G r a t i t u d e  *  S u n d a y

{Sunday’s heartfelt tradition. A time to slow down, to reflect, to be grateful. A list of gratitudes.}

A Wooly Moss Roots  Tradition


Gratitude is such an interesting thing. It can lead us to find greater appreciation in the every day. All you need to do is look around you.

*Gratitude for the simple. We have heat, fresh water, indoor plumbing, beds. Nothing is fancy. “Just” a home, to give birth in, to raise children in, to make our life in.

*Gratitude for my family.
**My boys! I love them so. I cannot imagine my life w/o them. I’m thinking of those beautiful souls that were taken on Friday. If I think too much about it I see their confused scared faces in the moment. I can’t wait until my boys are home with us and I can breath them in.
**My amazing husband! Such a wonderful person. Thoughtful and kind. A loving and giving and involved father. He gets my toast and egg for me every morning before he has to head out the door for work by 5am. He has helped made this pregnancy so special. I’m so thankful I married my best friend.

*Gratitude for Mama friends/Sisters. I’m grateful to have a space where I can sing my praises and vent my frustrations. Thank you! I’ve learned so much from all of you!

That’s a lot to be thankful for. I say this a lot, because I feel this a lot, I am truly blessed in this life.

Gratitude Sunday

Gratitude Sunday

G r a t i t u d e  *  S u n d a y
{Sunday’s heartfelt tradition. A time to slow down, to reflect, to be grateful. A list of gratitudes.}

I’m starting something new here. I’m not sure how this will fit our current family rhythm but I’m excited to find out.


*I’m grateful for my boys, 11 and 12 y.o.
-Receiving something so simple as a school portrait brings me joy. My 11 y.o. smiling eyes are so wonderful and fill my heart with joy. I cried a bit when I opened the holiday card from his family up in B-ham. I’m so grateful that they send these to us.
-My Oldest working hard last week to complete tasks that may be easy for others but aren’t for him also brings me great joy. It’s hard to see your kiddos struggle. I’m grateful that I have resources to help him when I feel my own are drained. It’s been some happy jaunts forward only to be slammed in reverse 10 paces. That’s life on the teenage track though and I’m grateful for the experience.

*I’m grateful for my multi-talented hubby. Last week he fixed the fridge that had been out since before Thanksgiving and unclogged some relic plumbing in our bathroom. Functional! I didn’t realize how dysfunctional this family could get w/o a working fridge and bath tub.

*I’m grateful for our wonderful midwife. Wow! She’s a beacon of knowledge. She taught hubby how to put my dislocated rib back when it pops out. Awww! Relief…for now.

*We can’t forget the honey in the pot. Our little bean brings me so much gratitude. On days when I think “I’ve had enough!” I feel those little magical kicks and reprocess that negativity. Powerful! I look forward to seeing what becomes of this, already, bright bright soul.

Thank you to Another Day-Another Mom for introducing me to this wonderful little tradition.

You can follow the Wooly Moss Roots who brought this tradition about.

Something Silly.

I wanted to write about something silly.

You know that thing that happens when you get a song stuck in your head. It’s like an evil worm. You find yourself humming it or even singing. Maybe you’re in the freezer section of the grocery store or while waiting for the bus. Then you look around to see who was watching you do this. All you can do at that point is shrug your shoulders, smile and laugh and maybe say something like,
“It’s just been one of those days.”

Although, that feels belittling of the moment too. We are a magical and musical family, of sorts. We actually enjoy these moments, especially when they happen as a family.

Hubby plays hand drums but most of them have moved on to other homes. He also has a deep love for music, it keeps him ticking through the day. I often call him my cheerleader! Especially after I found out that he listens to music that could very well be the driving force for a professional Drill Team.

Brother Older loves playing guitar and marimba in school. He’s always had musical instruments in his life to play with. The Kalimba is one of his favourites!

I used to play violin but I’m sadden to say I no longer do nor feel I could pick it up again anytime soon.

Brother Younger is on his own plain when it comes to music. He’s incredible! He’s one of those people whom I think ARE a musical instrument. He dances, sings beautifully (almost in tune too), and he’s usually interested in trying out something new.

During his last visit he asked me to play this song several times for him. Beware! It’s Super Duper Pop Cheerleader-rific Beats!

This song now gets stuck in my head from time to time. Another song worm in my brain. Eating away at my reality and altering my faculties to make me sing it in the freezer section. Hahaha!

Now, I mentioned the “cheerleader” factor in his Dad. I’m thinking the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Hubby would rather be on stilts or juggling while listening to this kind of music but hey? It’s a good theory, right? Cheerleader genes?

I love my Cheerleaders! They usually wear smiles and they’ve opened up my musical experience even more (even if it’s more like a song worm eating my brain — life is certainly more interesting and fun with them).

Peace, love and Pop music beats!

P.S. I’m not dissing cheerleaders! My sister and I went to cheer camp in Middle School, some of my dearest friends were cheerleaders and my older step-sister was a cheerleader (possibly cheer captain — I can’t remember fully). Just so you know!

Beltane/May Day

May 1st is generally a day that I am mindful of what I’m giving back to the Earth Mother, our community, and our family.

In celebration of this day I wildcrafted Lemon Balm and Cleaver then made Glycerite with these lovely plants.

Lemon Balm and Cleavers.

Also, I transplanted some starts.
Some of them have come from our boys’ hard work that started last Summer with them stripping Purple Kale seed pods (seed saving).

I’ll be selling some of the starts for donations that will go to the boys’ Summer fund. Purple Kales along with some Broccoli and Joi Choi (Bak Choi).

Purple Kale starts.

Happy May Day/Beltane and may your final bits of Spring bring you work for those busy hands and helpful heart-work in your family and community.

Peace, love, and heart-work.

Cleavers soaking in filtered water.

Happy Purple Kale close-up.


Year One!

Whoa! What a year it has been?!

Hubby and I turn one year married April 12, 2012.

Among all that fills our days together, the precious things he gives me:
A Dad for my children,

But at the end of the day the thing that has been most important to me these days and the thing I’ve been asking myself these past 6ish years together:
Did I laugh today?
And w/o fail, w/o skipping a day, with him it’s been yes; EVERY SINGLE DAY we have shared laughter together.

I hope for (and will work for) another year of laughter with you and many many years ahead.

Peace, Love and Laughter!


“The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.” – E. E. Cummings

Rose Garland

Oboster (brother younger) and I made this Rose Garland with a bit of string and a sewing needle. Very simple and a great craft to make in anticipation of Easter.

Rose GarlandRose Garland

It seems to be thoroughly dried at this point. I haven’t decided yet if I want to glitter it or leave it natural. I’m contemplating if I should leave at the entrance of the kitchen or move it some place else?

Oboster is one of my favourite people to create things with. He is so attentive, he doesn’t rush through things, and when he needs a break he lets me know in a nice way. I love this about him!

Peace, love and roses adorn.