Monday, October 24, 2011

As If I Didn't Know My Own Bed

I'm getting used to a new way of life. Well, I'm living a new way of life, and I have no other choice than to get used to it.

This new way of life involves multiple attempts at naps, some of which are successful, some of which are not.

It is a life wherein the most modest of goals are sometimes impossible to accomplish.

It is a life where I have so little control, I hold fast to the things I still do control. A made bed, for example. A shower. Two things I never before had such interest in.

It is a life that juxtaposes the truly dispiriting with, when she rests her little self against my chest, the truly transcendent.

8 comments:

  1. She is so, so beautiful. My word. I need to come see that baby!! oh and you, i guess.

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  2. Yep. And it's so foggy, and it goes so fast. Keep writing it down and taking pictures.

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  3. You capture it perfectly. She is amazing, that little thing. I love her already.

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  4. Your bed looks cozy. She is gorgeous.

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  5. Yeah for the baby picture! Keep them coming! And yes, take the time to breathe in her scent and feel her soft head. Those moments are so fleeting.

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  6. *sigh* Last night I dreamed I visited your little family, and you were in a phrase a transcendent mother.

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  7. I love that picture; it is gorgeous.

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