By the wonderful Grace Farris.
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Five months in, I totally get the “sunrise-with-a-newborn” feeling. Those early nights were a blur of me, my husband frantically googling, and a tiny, screeching creature. Sunrise meant giant mugs of coffee, croissants, and the screeching creature transforming back into a baby, even if it was just for a little while.
I love this post. Quality of light has always affected deeply. The evening light, the morning light, the light through trees… yes… I loved reading these comments, too. The new born one also gave my heart a tug. My newborn is 20 now. Thanks for this one. 💖
I’m less than two weeks away from having a newborn of my own. Glad to know there are little moments like these to look forward to!
I always love Grace’s sketches but this is my favorite.
Can’t wait to tell my friend they look divine next time they are haloed by the 5pm sun ☀️
I remember so clearly being so sleepy after a long night with my new baby, he was asleep in my arms as I sat on the couch upstairs with the blinds open so I’d feel less alone (ah postpartum hormones). I sat there watching the world come alive as the sun rose with my sweet little guy in my arms.
When you’re walking in a wooded area and the light falls through the leaves…
The Japanese have a word for this – Komorebi!
One of my favorite words and favorite types of light and I think I learned this from a CoJ comment back in the day :)
My heart did a little tug at the thought of sunrise with a newborn. I have one of those moments that stay with you, seemingly intact, in your memory, and it’s the sunrise on a hot summer day, around 5am, with my new baby in my arms after a sleepless night. The sky was so beautiful and the air still a little fresh and it funnily and sweetly felt so memorable in that moment. He’s now a cheery, cuddly and fun loving 3 years old, but I can go back to that colicky baby and that sunrise in an instant. Thank you Grace for the immensely sweet thought. Xxx
This is so beautiful.
In the summertime, the early evening light (7:15 pm, most days) comes through my living room window, bounces off my dining room mirror, and fills my family room with rainbows 🌈 So naturally we call it Rainbow Hour, and we have photos of all my grandchildren with Rainbow Faces. Very sweet!
I have a five month old and that sunrise-with-a-newborn rings SO true! I have never dreaded night like I did in that first month or two, when it felt like there was no one in the world left but me, my husband frantically looking through the baby books and google, and the tiny, screeching creature we had made. Sunrise was what we lived for, when we had giant mugs of celebratory coffee and croissants and that creature became a baby again, even if he was still screeching.
I used to sing “here comes the sun…” he still loves it when I sing that song to him, he’s three now.
Oh gosh, like other commenters I am really feeling the newborn one! My boy is 13 months and his molars have been coming through this week. The hell!! I have seen way to many hours of the night. Thankful that this too will pass!
Just copied and pasted your comment to send to my daughter, who is having the same with her 13 month old boy. My husband and I are going there for the day tomorrow to bring comfort, food, and extra hands so she can nap.
people tend to talk quieter and have deep conversations when there’s candlelight ✨🕯️✨
This is so right. That feeling of seeing the littlest bit of light outside when you’ve been up with a newborn- it’s just the biggest relief in the world. You’ve made it
My girls are 3 and 7 and I choked on a sob reading the sunrise with a newborn one – it’s a feeling of relief so exhausting and so palpable. I miss holding them being tiny but I don’t miss that middle of the night lonely exhaustion
Lovely light indeed! Love this!