Once again…a “thursday” post, posted on Friday. Such is life.
Sleeping babies simultaneous naps. woohoo!
Birthdays! I turned 26 this year. Wow! 10 years ago I was probably driving around, listening to Switchfoot, headed to someone’s house for a bonfire & birthday cake, worried about that darn Biology test tomorrow… oh, the good old days! 😉 Instead, I spent my day listening to my new record, enjoying some quiet (read: ALONE) time at Starbucks, and then ending my day with my 3 favorite people – eating pizza & watching The Lorax. Perfect.
Books, sweet books I love snuggling up with my nursing or sleeping newborn to just gaze at her in wonder. It is almost too good to be true – she is so peaceful, sweet, all mine. Then there are other moments when all I want to do is sleep or (really) ANYTHING other than nurse. It’s just true. No one tells you that breast-feeding can be a very lonely endeavor. So on those nights when I feel like I’m the only person awake on the planet…or in the afternoon when my toddler is eating a snack or (on rare occasion) playing happily by herself, I always keep a good novel nearby. I have read through quite a few already in the few short weeks I’ve been home from the hospital and here are some of my faves:
Almost Amish & 7: both of these were sort of “skim” reads. They are both about considering our faith in the midst of a culture that is obsessed with self & stuff.
Trapeze: an historical-fiction account of a young woman who becomes a spy in nazi-occupied France. Not one of my favorite book club choice, but still very interesting.
Peter Pan: I love love love YA fiction…and this one’s a classic!
Lion Among Men: loved Wicked, pushed my way through to the end of Son of a Witch, and not quite sure if I’m going to be able to finish this one…
Sesame Street I’m so glad my toddler is in love with Elmo because then I don’t have to force her to watch it with me! 😉 Just kidding. But I seriously do love everything about it and this week we even discovered the music! (Bonus: you can stream it on spotify!) Maybe it is the warm-fuzzy memories of my own childhood…or just the awesome, creative AND educational genius of Jim Henson. I’m not sure, but it melts my heart to hear my 2-year old singing, “…on my way to where the air, is, sweeeeeet!”