Hi from the Bright Side!
Wow. So. Hi.
I am doing so much better. I was given a gift from the Universe and all of my fear and pain vanished in this tidal wave of Hope. Strength. I can't even explain the experience properly, but that's okay. Sometimes understanding something isn't necessary. Just knowing that I'm able to enjoy my daughter,again, is good enough for me.
In less spiritually nebulous news, Nora's walking. After nearly two months of working up to the bravery, she's finally let go and she toddles across the floor like Godzilla. It's amazing. I'm still squealing like a little girl (on the inside) every time she does it. My baby is waking.
She has a word for duck, now. It's not duck, but she says the same thing every time you point to the duck. I'll take it. Sort of. The psycho perfectionist in me wants to drill her over and over, again, until she gets it right, but I resist.There's time for that.
Adam spotted a kitten on his way to work this morning. Of course, this means that we now own a kitten. If it had been a girl, we might've gotten away with giving it away, but it's a boy and Adam is saying we keep it. He's already taken the kitten to the vet. Poor thing is four weeks old and hisses at everything. It's adorable.
Adam wants to call him "Snowball III" and I hate that, so I'm calling him "Bishop." I'm sure there's going to be a 'discussion' when Adam gets home from work. I'm going to play the "But he can be my Mother's Day present" card and hope that helps me win. Yay.
We leave in a few days to visit my dad for two weeks. Nora's about to have all kinds of new experiences. I'm excited for her.
I'm going to enjoy things. It's a good thing.
I am doing so much better. I was given a gift from the Universe and all of my fear and pain vanished in this tidal wave of Hope. Strength. I can't even explain the experience properly, but that's okay. Sometimes understanding something isn't necessary. Just knowing that I'm able to enjoy my daughter,again, is good enough for me.
In less spiritually nebulous news, Nora's walking. After nearly two months of working up to the bravery, she's finally let go and she toddles across the floor like Godzilla. It's amazing. I'm still squealing like a little girl (on the inside) every time she does it. My baby is waking.
She has a word for duck, now. It's not duck, but she says the same thing every time you point to the duck. I'll take it. Sort of. The psycho perfectionist in me wants to drill her over and over, again, until she gets it right, but I resist.There's time for that.
Adam spotted a kitten on his way to work this morning. Of course, this means that we now own a kitten. If it had been a girl, we might've gotten away with giving it away, but it's a boy and Adam is saying we keep it. He's already taken the kitten to the vet. Poor thing is four weeks old and hisses at everything. It's adorable.
Adam wants to call him "Snowball III" and I hate that, so I'm calling him "Bishop." I'm sure there's going to be a 'discussion' when Adam gets home from work. I'm going to play the "But he can be my Mother's Day present" card and hope that helps me win. Yay.
We leave in a few days to visit my dad for two weeks. Nora's about to have all kinds of new experiences. I'm excited for her.
I'm going to enjoy things. It's a good thing.
Comments
love the name bishop.
so excited for your trip!
(are you taking the kitten?)
hugs!