I’m quite obsessed. I never knew
we had HGTV. We did a major DirecTV
downgrade after our first year and lost all the “good” channels. We don’t even have ESPN. But as it turns out, we’ve had HGTV all along.
I didn’t make this amazing discovery until
I was boooooooored on New Year’s Day 2013, the DVR was empty and for once in my
life I was actually channel surfing.
VERY Happy Moment.
Aaaaanyway, back to our morning.
She was just kneeling there, cuddled into me, making all her funny
tongue-clicking and bubble-blowing noises.
The house was quiet; Tim was not home from his morning run yet and both
dogs were passed out at my feet, warm in front of the fire. The fresh snow we got overnight was beginning
to sparkle in the pink glow of an early winter morning. The Property Brothers (recorded sometime in
the wee hours of the night) were about to do a big reveal. And I was giddy in the knowledge that my
“Monday Chore” (laundry washed, dried, folded, and put away all in one day) was
well underway, as I had finally been smart enough to sort and even start washing
the night before. Everything felt so
cozy and wonderful. Does it get any
better than this?
Yup, it does. Suddenly she was
ready to start her day. She stretches
her little arms out to the side, then presses them against my chest, pops up
with a HUGE grin on her face, and starts bobbing that little head from side to
side. “Let’s go, Mom! Cuddle time is
done!”
I’m a happy, happy Mama today.
I’m a happy Mama most days, actually.
In the past, when my blog dropped off completely for the better part of
two months, it was not a good sign. It
meant there was no news to share, or I was in a rough state of mind – back then,
“more of the same” was not a good thing. But since Libby came on the scene, "more of the same" is definitely a good thing.
I’ve not written since
mid-December, because life has been pretty simple, but simply wonderful. A week before Christmas, our daycare
arrangement fell through, which accelerated my already-almost-there decision to
stay at home full-time with Libby. After
a couple weeks of generous help from church members, I finished out my
three-day-a-week schedule and began my new routine the first week of January. I work only on Fridays, which Tim and
Libby enjoy as “Daddy Day.” The rest of the week, I “attempt” to keep the house
clean, catch up on the endless list of paperwork and projects that were so
easily shoved off when I went back to work in July, and, most importantly, give
Libby the extra work she needs at home to support all the work we’re doing in
therapy on motor skills and general development.
While it is nice to have the laundry back on a regular schedule and to
be crossing things off The List, my favorite part of being home is enjoying
those little, “more of the same” moments.
Singing “Wheels on the Bus” over and over and over to get a laugh when
the babies on the bus go “wah, wah, wah.” Wide-eyed, hungry hubby asking, “Are
those biscuits from scratch?” (Yes, they were, and quite delicious, but can you
really use the term “from scratch” when they’re only three ingredients?) And
best of all, those morning cuddles on the couch. Keep that "more of the same" coming, yes please, if those cuddles are a part of it.
So that’s my long overdue-update; my news is that there’s no news. And I love it that way.
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Well, I suppose I can’t say “NO” news, we have had some exciting things happen around there. If you haven’t caught up with us through facebook lately, here are some fun updates from December and January.
I got outside for some beautiful winter photos, both at home and on vacation. I love winter so much!
Libby dearest has been cutting FOUR molars all at once for the past few weeks. Poor thing. She's been really cuddly (which I guess I don't mind) and just kind of mellow and blah! In the evening the teeth really seem to bother her and we just feel so, so sad for her. She's sleeping lots and lots and is extra-sensitive to loud noise and strange environments. Can't wait until these stinking teeth finish coming through and we can enjoy this smile more often!
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