Whoa Nelly! Sunny’s face in the series below about sums up my current state of being.
Equal parts excited and overwhelmed. A dash annoyed at Miss Courtland Whaley (i.e. The Teething Velociraptor). And a hefty serving of exhausted. Okay, Sunny doesn’t look exhausted in the least. She’s a ball full of preschool energy and chaos. But Mama sure is beat. For a combination of happy and heartbreaking reasons. Such is the ying and yang of life.
Of course the baby would decide to crack her first teeth, plural, on the same weekend that we started moving into our new home and that I hosted a grand ol’ baby shower. More on the shower and house later, as there are so many things to be said and posted about those two events. But for now I will merely state that Courtland has two bottom teeth erupting. Mama’s got resulting sore nipples and saggy eyes (or is it saggy nipples and sore eyes? Honestly, the adjectives are more than interchangeable). Sunny has developed a love affair with headbands and the color pink (I blame preschool for that stereotypical choice). And James has put a hole in the wall of the new house. Already. I leave the man alone for two hours, only to find that he has removed a wall in the kitchen because he has a GREAT idea for some custom cabinets.
I have never seen him so contented and energized. Home ownership suits him. Very much.
Even if it means that we’re living in a house with gapping holes of plaster and dry wall.
Also, as the counterpoint to all of last week’s exciting news, something happened that about split my heart in two. I’ve been distracted and my heart has been aching for a dear friend ever since. Yet another reminder that despite our best efforts, life plows ahead. Messy. And beautiful. And complicated. And without warning or reason.
Anyone can slay a dragon, he told me, but try waking up every morning & loving the world all over again. That’s what takes a real hero. – StoryPeople
Courtland: 32 weeks
Addison: 34 months