Josie rocked the sleep last night. And the naps too. I got a solid two hour nap in the morning and another two and a half hour nap in the afternoon. Bed time? Slept from 8:30-7:45. Never happens. Mama feels well rested too, so there's that. All in all? Bring on the weekend! We're excited over here now that we aren't sleep deprived.
And also? I think I have the best daughter ever. Last night, while my bread was rising for the most amazing homemade pizza crust, we went to the park down the street. I let her explore and play more independently, now that she's a big girl and all, and she was just so fun. Climbing, swinging, playing in the sand. It was a good time.
Then we came home, I made pizza, she waited patiently (I know, right?) and we started to get ready for bed. We had a fun time then too, but nothing beats the moment when Daddy got home earlier than expected. The joy on that little girl's face? Priceless. She was so excited. He got her in her PJ's, hung out, and ate his supper. The whole time he was eating, she was on his lap giggling, talking, and genuinely being in her element.
Then he had to leave again, just for a while, but she knew he was leaving. The girl was so sad! It was heart breaking. I know it made Daddy feel good, though, to see her miss him so much. We do miss him every single day when he is working. She has us wrapped around her finger, completely.
That, my friends, is a peek into the average day here. Average=awesome right?
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Yesterday I spent the afternoon watching a friend's daughter who is just two weeks younger than Josie. They are so similar, yet so different. I was fascinated watching them explore the same things but react in completely different ways.
I mentioned earlier that Josie had to experience "sharing" this weekend when we had people over for the Baby Shower. She was not a fan to say the least. This time around, though, it's like she just got it. She knew that she couldn't hold all of her toys, and she even seemed to know that she'd get to play with it in a little while. I'm not saying that we've overcome this battle by any means, but it was really interesting to see the change in just a few days. It didn't last the whole afternoon. As she got more tired, she got more crabby, and she got less willing to share. She started scowling (a sure sign of what is to come) and started grabbing, pulling, and pushing. It wasn't all that pretty.
What really got me was seeing her sin clear as day. She's only 13 months old, and she's already showing a sinful heart. Sure, the sin seems small in comparison to others, but isn't a sin a sin? There isn't one greater than another in God's eyes. It's most humbling to note that her sin is a reflection of my sin. She's learning from me. She has instincts, yes, but she is reflecting what she sees in me and others around her.
Just another reminder of how it is my job to go to God first before attempting this parenting thing each day. Who am I to do it alone? I would and do fail every single day. Thank God (literally) that He is just waiting for me to ask for his help.
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We had an exhausting but fun weekend and I don't think any of us have quite recovered.
On Saturday, we threw a baby shower for my sister in law, her hubby, and their baby Dean. I took advantage of having a nephew to use my favorite boy theme: nautical. It was so fun to decorate with sailboats and anchors and sea creatures. Who knows if I'll ever get a chance in the future to decorate for a boy of our own? So take advantage I did. We had a great turn out and family stayed until later in the evening just visiting and hanging out. It was a busy busy day and we all slept hard that night!
Josie had to share her toys which devastated her, but she still got to entertain everyone most of the time. Life might get rough for her as her cousin Dean grows up and she has a sister join her. Plus, I think she's pretty close to cutting in another tooth or two. There was a lot of chewing on anything in sight, screaming randomly, and scowling fiercely with no known motive. The girl showed some attitude.
Today we joined the family for lunch after church, crashed hard afterward for a solid afternoon nap, and then joined them again for supper.
I am hoping for a chill week, and I should get it for the most part.
Ooh oh! Did I mention that I have an appointment on Thursday?
And baby girl has been kicking more and more. She kicked me so hard during supper tonight that it actually hurt a little. We're at that stage now. I'm ok with it though. The more she kicks the more I'm assured that things are going great for this growing baby inside me.
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