I have an ear infection. For those of you wondering if that bit of news is a joke, I assure you it is not. Apparently 30+ year old women can get ear infections, who knew? Luckily I have an amazing nurse who takes great care of me and her little brother.
The downside of course is that she follows me around, attempts to read over my shoulder, and recently announced that when she grows up she’ll be living in her room with Aidan. The details are a little fuzzy on where he’ll sleep and how often his family can visit him- but the girl has a plan. She also follows my facebook feed and ask me every 4 seconds who everyone is. As in, who’s dat? What’s her name Mommy? Does she have kids?
My sickness has exhausted her. I’ve been trying to do my Xmas shopping online, but I’m just no good at it. I feel the need to touch everything, see it in person, and try it out. BUT I do love when we get a package at the door! We recently got our Holiday Cards- and I adore them!
In other news, since I’ve been under the weather for the entire month of November I have basically stopped taking photos and my kids have noticed. I photograph them so often that now Sunny will announce when she is doing something picture worthy. Mom, look at this! Watch this! Grab your camera! Then she stay’s completely still until I find a way to capture her cuteness. Which of course is super cute- and possibly vain…the line is blurred.
Recently I’ve been struck by how big she’s gotten. She’s tall, but there’s more. Something in her voice has changed, something in her behavior has shifted. She’s mature and confident. She ask bigger questions, understands bigger concepts, worries about more significant things. She can think outside of herself ( a little bit) and in general has more of a handle on her emotions. The thing is, I didn’t see the shift- I didn’t film it or photograph it or notice when it happened. I must have been here (I’m always here) but maybe I was watching Saint? The baby changes so quickly, everyday something is new or different. But the toddler years are so hard and so exhausting and then without warning they’ve passed. She has memories now and perhaps the biggest shift is watching her miss Aidan. The concept of missing someone is new to her- so there are no longer questions about when he’s coming home. Now she will out of the blue look off into space and then look at me and say, Mommy I just really miss Aidan.
I of course believe in fate, destiny, and heaven. I happen to believe that those two must have known each other in a different form- that miraculous place they both came from. There is something beautiful in their friendship and next week they will finally get to see one another. I’ll be sure to whip out my camera for that blessed event.
As for the little man in my life- he is currently obsessed with airplanes. He sits outside with me, Matt, his babysitter, his sister- really anyone- and points at passing planes. He likes when there is a jet stream too.
Quite possibly the greatest part of having a little boy is that they find amazement in the simplest things- dirt, tiny toy cars, sticks, water, the sky…me. He holds my hand and leads me everywhere. MaMa! MaMa! MaMa! And off we go. I’ve never seen the beauty in my tupperware drawer until recently. Limes- he LOVES limes! (not to eat, just to throw) And did you know that a hose is just as interesting even if it’s not on? A -MA -ZING!
