It’s 5 pm. My husband has gotten in to the habit of leaving windows open, letting the gentle breeze waft in on us. I like it. Though the clouds have hidden the beautiful blue sky from us, it doesn’t matter. Just through the trees on the far horizon I see a hint of blue – that is enough. For now.
Gretel sits at my feet, she does it so that she can nap, and still know when I leave the room. But her body is too warm. As Zuko comes up and starts chewing on her, Gretel sneezes, sending Zuko into little growling fits. Zuko gives up and starts ringing his potty bell. But he doesn’t need to go out. It really means “pay attention to me!”. The crunching of food makes me turn – I see half of Gretel’s body crammed into Zuko’s little crate as she tries to steal his food. I guess she doesn’t like her own any more. Zuko wants to play tag. She would rather nap.
I too would rather nap. But it’s not in the cards for today. I need to do things like call the bank, go grocery shopping, and do some laundry. It seems weird that eight hours ago I was in the doctor’s office listening to my baby’s heartbeat. The sound of it’s little whooshing heart it the realest thing I have every experienced. Even the ultrasounds have not compared.
Most of my day was spend driving along country roads. B-man had another interview today. I think it went well. He seemed like he had really enjoyed meeting the people that work there. Perhaps he’s just been cooped up at home too long. It was nice to just drive and listen to his voice. Like when we were in college and we would drive to the state park to go camping. Some times I let him go far to in-depth into things I don’t really understand just so he’ll keep talking.
The day flew by, but it was a beautiful one. If some one asked me to write down my “ideal” day, I doubt I would’ve written about a day like today. It was busy, rushed, and some times stressful – but it was real. I felt the warm sun on my face through the sunroof as I drove with my sweet husband chatting away, and now I’m enjoying the soft winds that carry the end of winter away as my sweet husband types away behind me. I don’t think I could feel more thankful for anything right now.
I feel content. If I had to choose one emotion to feel for the rest of my life, I think this might be it.