Hello, world! Again

“Hello world!” That’s the title of the generic first placeholder post when you create a new blog, so I thought it pretty fitting to use here. The first post on my new, redesigned blog. And, being the editor I am, I couldn’t help but add that dialogue comma in there for accuracy.

So, whaddya think? ScooterMarie has become Jocelyn Rau. Plain and simple, just how I like things. I actually wanted an easy name like that from the start, but when I first set this blog up back in 2011, Ryan said I should go with something more unique. Hence, ScooterMarie was born. And it worked great. But I was never 100% in love with the name, so now that I’ve decided to redo the blog design, I figured now was as good a time as any to change the name. Plus, jocelyrau.com was available, so it worked perfectly.

Hopefully you like the change as much as I do. Those pictures up in the header are all ones we’ve taken over the years, and I love how they change randomly. Bits of my life coming to life on here.

If you had subscribed to my RSS feed on ScooterMarie to get notified every time there was a new post, I think you’ll have to subscribe to the new site address to keep getting them. Just click on this little orange square, and it’ll take you right to Feedburner:

So thanks for sticking with Jocelyn Rau – me and my blog.

 

Change is a-comin’…

Hold tight, friends. This blog will be undergoing some major updates soon, including a possible name change. ScooterMarie has served me well over the years, but after thinking I had lost almost all of my blog’s work last night (thankfully Ryan retrieved it!), I realized I kind of want a fresh start.

So please stay tuned. I hope you’ll like what you see!

This kid

You wake inconsolable, your up-from-nap cries sounding alarm.

Nothing can soothe you today, not even the warmth of my arm.

We get your milk cup, settle down on the couch,

But your little body won’t calm, not even a slouch.

Your sobs wrack your body, tears stream down your face.

Your pacifier makes slobber rain all over the place.

I snuggle you close, wrap my arms ’round you tight;

The cries start to cease, slowly giving up the fight.

Finally you breathe, leaning into my chest.

My mind slows to ease you down; Mama knows you best.

After a minute I can see the fear starts to return.

I don’t want the cries to come back, for just that I yearn.

The chipper truck is outside; we can hear it on the street.

You want to go see it; I’m back on my feet.

We watch out the window, your tiny blinks on my cheek.

My arms are your strength whenever you’re weak.

Your little head pressed firmly against mine

Makes me want to stand there forever, wishing I could stop time.

Soon Lana comes out, awake from a nap of her own,

And you’re now willing to get down, stand on the floor where the sun has just shone.

Baby fingers go back to carrying Shopkins around,

Placing each one in a line on my lap, barely making a sound.

Your peace is restored, no more tears on your face.

I’m grateful for that quiet moment with you in our own time and space.