When I became pregnant for the first time, the first person (aside from my husband Chris!) I shared the news with was my Mother. Having made it through the teen and college years, we were solidly BFFs. I so looked forward to all the years we would share as Mommy and Nana. But that was not to be. Shortly after my first son Pierre was born, my Mother was given a diagnosis of stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I’ll never know if it was life going and life growing, but I became pregnant with my second son Spencer while Mom was in remission. His birth and her decline were inevitably intertwined. I was 7 months pregnant with Chanler, my third and last son, when she died. She had suffered so much, for so many months, that we knew she was going to a better place. Still, the huge gaping hole of being Mother-less as a new Mom loomed before me. I mentally and physically struggled to read the 23rd Psalm at her her Memorial Service. And to picture my life, and my children’s lives, without her. I was so used to talking to her every day. Really. But now I had lost my best friend. Not a day, a week, a month, a year goes by without me wishing she could have seen (and supported and hopefully approved of) me as a Mom. And more importantly truly known and enjoyed my three amazing sons. Every year I so wish I could wish her “Happy Mother’s Day” just one more time.
So far, Spring has been cruel up here in the JC/NYC area. Warm one day, then grey and cold and blustery the next. Not to mention snow. It’s making it pretty hard to switch your wardrobe from Fall/Winter to Spring/Summer. I’ve got everything out of storage and in our spare bedroom, but every time I think about unpacking my bright colors, pompoms and sandals, Little Miss Climate Change thinks otherwise. In that spirit, my uber-talented friend Kristin and I seized a sunny, warmish day to shoot this post. The takeaway? While the weather is playing tricks on us, we can still trick out our Spring wardrobe. The best combo? A pretty floral dress, from mini to maxi, leather jacket and boots — from OTK to booties. It’s a fashion equation I plan to put to good use in the changeable weeks ahead.