Every night I try to get a little play session in with Isabel before she falls asleep. Sometimes we dance, sometimes I “eat” her (I morph into a hungry dinosaur every now and then), or we just wrestle like a couple of boys. The best part of all of this is striking just the right cord with her and being struck in return by her heart-warming giggle. There is no better medicine in the world than hearing your child laugh with her whole body. You can spend a whole day frustrated, exhausted, disappointed or down and then you hear it, the pure sound of joy, and it floods you.
This past week was a bit rough with colds, stuffed noses (poor Thomas!) and little sleep. The first few easy weeks were a tease! Well, I guess the lack of a full night’s sleep in the last 5 months has started to catch up with me. For a few days I was literally a walking zombie and could barely drive for even 5 minutes. And I wasn’t awake enough to realize that I probably should not have been driving. Luckily, though, every now and then I get one of those giggles and the dead weight of exhaustion evaporates. Of course, I am also very lucky to have a helping husband. What would I do if he didn’t work from home? (Suck it up, woman!) More on that later.
And I could not possibly leave out my little bundle of joy. Boy, are babies worth it all or what!
His smell still intoxicates me! At first, I kept trying to smell baby Isabel and kept thinking, “where is that smell?” and wanted what I used to have. I’ve grown since then and have come to enjoy his scent just as much as I did hers.
And so, as I get to relive the joys of having a newborn in my arms I also get the tremendous happiness that comes from watching Isabel grow. The things she says now, “does that make sense [Mommy]?”, “I love you, Guy”, “I see Nagyi’s reflection” – where? – “On the ceiling” (she really did see it, there is a skylight up there), kind of blow me away. You know, it’s all new to me and I cannot help but wonder in awe at her mental growth. For sure, there is some divine humor at play here: we have no recollection at all of our early years, it never occurs to us how much we went through and changed then; and suddenly, (well a couple of -or a few- decades later) we get to consciously live and witness it all over again vicariously through our children. How cool is that?!
To sum it up, Happiness is a beautiful family. Happiness is watching the people you love grow, both mentally and spiritually.
And, naturally, happiness is getting my camera back!