I have gotten the boy into the car and out of the house a couple of times these past few days, first when my sister visited (he slept through our lunch at Chili’s and then let us cart him around the Dollar Tree and Burlington Coat Factory — what a sport!) and again Saturday and today as I let Ray sleep in and I went around town, visiting friends and reacquainting myself with the world of the living. It is getting easier, the maneuvering with an infant in tow, and it doesn’t feel as unnatural as I thought it would. When we are out together, Holden and I are a team, and I love that he is mine and that if we were in a room of 100 other people, he would seek me out and I him. He is the wild card of our little team, of course, who at any moment could unleash screams were he to decide he was uncomfortable, but for the most part he travels well and is lulled to sleep by being in his carrier either in the car or in a shopping cart. Plus he is usually pretty mellow and will fall asleep in just about anyone’s arms if he’s nice and full. He won’t keep like that forever, I realize, so I better milk it while I can. (Hurf hurf, milk.)
This evening we got home from visiting several friends and stopping by Wal-Mart — THREE stops in all! — and Ray had cleaned the living room, dining room, and kitchen, and was cooking dinner. Amazing how a good day can rocket toward great the minute you walk through the door and smell dinner and see all the clutter gone from the coffee table. I think he vacuumed too. Swoon.
And that is life now. It really is the little things. The littlest. A clean table and the smell of the baby’s hair. A minute to sit and write while sipping a cup of tea.
I could use a shower, of course. But let’s not push it.
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My brother and his fiancee found out that they are also having a little boy. My stock joke is that the Turner family is like China. Zing! And then tonight my cousin Keri called to tell me that she is also pregnant, due in August. Fourteen years with no babies in the family and now we’re rolling in babies. Our holidays are about to get 300 percent more awesome. Wait, is that math right?
*this post contains no actual partying
I am loving this… reading your posts about Holden. We had that name picked for Melissa but she fooled us and had girlie parts. I’m linking to this on Shak & Jill. {{{{hugs}}}