
Wasn't it just the best feeling as a kid to get to be in your parents bed when you were sick? Moments after this picture, Clara barfed in our bed.

So, we have (finally!) made it through our first longish illness - Clara did well, all things considered. I know that we're just on the other side of an intense week of child care, but I feel so close to my little lady. Its like we experienced our first hard times together and it strengthened our bond or something. Really, this whole parenthood thing is catching me off guard. You think that, of course, I'll love her, and then I realize that I LOVE HER, so much. This new little relationship we have is so sweet and tender (sometimes Loud) and silly and how am I so lucky? To get to love this little one. It's overwhelming. And I feel so honored to be a part of the team that gets to teach her and grow her - she's so special, this one, and I am so Blessed.
I thought that if I showed you guys her sick pictures, I ought to share a well picture, too. This morning, Clara sat in my old rocking chair for the first time - it is quite perfectly sized for a wee one, wouldn't you say? And, now, she can join in conversation with the Grown-ups - although, she doesn't yet understand that we take turns when talking to one another.
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