Should I begin by making your heart ache? Or perhaps make you blissfully content at heart? Since I last posted to this blog (three months ago!) I have experienced both. My sweet Penelope warms my heart and fills my soul with that peaceful, joy that is experienced when you finally discover that for which you were made. On the other hand I have been broken at the inner most core of my being... down deep, where that spark gives life to your cells. Andrew is gone, deployed. Our separation leaves us both with a cavernous vacancy in our souls.
I sit, Penelope sleeping in our room just beyond, thinking of how to express my feelings about taking care of our baby girl. She is truely a wonderful little being. Already she is her own person with a developing personality. She does not like to be left out of things! Facing forward is her preference, along with standing not sitting, back not tummy, mommy not bottle, potty not diaper. What?! you say! Yes, infant potty training is going just peachy. She has quite taken to using the potty instead of a diaper. Of course nothing is black and white in this world and it would be boring if it were... If I'm not paying attention to her cues or timing then we still have our misses (those humorous moments of peeing on Mama). But, I can say it is going very well. After all the girl isn't quite 6 months old yet. Poops only go in the potty now, never in the diaper or anywhere else.
OK, enough about the tiny one's elimination.
Sleeping is hopefully getting better. Last night I think I saw the light... or rather, didn't, and had a feeding free night. I'll report back when we are sleeping uninterupted the whole night through.
The house has turned out to be a great decision. Winnie is a fantastic Nana and is very gentle with Penelope. I am very much looking forward to my sister, Hillary, coming out at the begining of February with her two teeny ones. Meanwhile, I hold fast here at home raising our little Nelly, walking Winnie when it's neither too cold or windy for Penelly, working out in our awesome garage, learning to be sympathetic to the single moms around the world, and waiting for my lover's return.
I have a lot of pictures, so that has to be worth at least 100,000 words. That being said... enjoy the pictures! To those who don't remember... click either this post's title or the album link on the side. -->
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