|Our new favorite lunch... spinach & cheese garlic bread toasts, carrots, fruit, and trail mix for Mama // The book I read when we nurse these days // snuggling up at nap time // so many gorgeous park days lately!|
NAPS: I love the way naps change to fit baby’s needs. I think it’s all just so incredibly awesome. Our bodies know what to do to take care of us during pregnancy. Our babies’ bodies know to take a breath when they cease to live inside us and move into the air. Our milk supply system is self-regulating. Babies adjust their nap schedules as they grow. We are now enjoying a split schedule. If I dare to run an errand in the morning, he naps from 10am-10:45 or 11am, and then again from 2:30 or 3 to 4 or 4:30 (and takes a thousand years to fall asleep at night). If we’re at home, which we are most days, he naps around 12 or 12:30 and stays asleep until 2:30-3:30. I finish a few chores and I relax. Naptime is my time to read or write, work on a project, watch a show, etc. Lately I’ve been writing, working on a knitting project, or reading Change of Heart. (Not done yet but LOVE it so far)
NOSTALGIA: Lately I’ve been feeling nostalgic for our last few months pre-baby. I always feel nervous saying that because I feel like people won’t understand and will think I’m longing for life before baby. I am definitely not. I love this little man so much! I love my husband like crazy too though, and I love our crazy, travel-loving, adventurous spirits. I love that we sold nearly everything we owned to move into a tiny travel trailer. I love that we took off on an adventure with only the very next step in mind. I love that we could pause a movie or put down a book and say, “I was thinking… you want to go to Montana this weekend?” And that we did. I love that we camped in bear and moose country, that we craned our necks to see the tops of the buildings in downtown Denver and sang country songs with my brother on our way to Mount Rushmore, that we scouted for animals in Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons, spied on the Cabela brothers’ family barbecue in Nebraska, all while working full-time jobs.
I love that there are different seasons in a marriage. That was our newlywed season filled with travel and adventure and cooking experiments and binge-watching TV shows until 1am, of a date night each week and absolutely no idea where we might end up next. This is our baby season, full of snuggles and exploration, storybooks, giggles, sleepless nights, dreams for the future, discussions on what we think good parenting means for our own little family, “Don’t put that in your mouth!”, holding hands and admiring the little person we’re raising. We’ll have a school-age season and a teenage season, an our-baby’s-a-grown-up! season, an empty-nest season, a grandparent season… a great grandparent season? It’s really, really beautiful when you think about it.