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Monday, September 14, 2009
I have a beautifully accurate mirror. Sometimes I beam with pride when the mirror is sparkling bright, reflecting all the favorite parts. Other moments I want to close my eyes and ears, ugly echoes much louder than everything else. My mirror is about 3 feet by 10 inches and it should never (although sometimes I have to admit I imagine doing this), ever be hung on the wall. It has short brown curly hair and wears a size 7 shoe.
Suvi woke us up early this morning and I would be lying if I said it wasn't a challenge and I am as chipper as ever. I made 8 cups of coffee this morning, and its looking like the pot will be empty by noon. She was starting to get a little sticky, my darling baby girl, and I proved to be full of resistance. Who crabs at a perfectly adorable 18 month old babycake? "Suvi. YOU are going to BED." I probably wouldn't have even noticed my weakness in this case, if it hadn't been for Theo repeating me in such an ugly voice that I almost dropped to the floor in shame.
I AM SO THANKFUL CHILDREN'S HEARTS ARE FULL OF FORGIVENESS. I snuggled her for a few minutes, then asked her if she was ready to go back to bed. "Ya," she said as she lay down in my arms and jammed her blanky into her mouth. (I never said she isn't weird, just perfect.) Theo said "Nigh'nigh," and my Suvi girl talked to herself about Elmo for a few minutes until she fell back to sleep. Sweet baby.
Now, I MUST go shine up my little mirror. Sweet boy. (just turned around to see why his play got so quiet. he has rolled up the rug to make hills. oh brother)