Just Another Glorious Day with Shae

Shae and I had plans to enjoy this beautiful Thursday afternoon at Memorial Park feeding the ducks, playing on the playground, and having a baby food picnic. I planned on getting myself and everything else ready to go during Shae's morning nap so that we could leave right when he woke up and enjoy a decent amount of time at the park before coming back home for that second nap.

Shae had a different vision. He just couldn't bring himself to stay asleep in his crib (not a problem we usually have these days). I'm not sure if his room was too warm or if his runny nose was bothering him, but I barely had time to pack his diaper bag before he was awake and crying. I watched over the video monitor as he pulled himself up in his crib and cried. I decided to give him a few minutes to see if he'd go back to sleep, but once I saw him stumble and take a spill in his crib and really start wailing, I thought I'd better go make sure he was okay. Great, I thought. He slept for less than half an hour and now he's going to be cranky all day.

I rushed in and scooped him up and he immediately layed his head on my shoulder. Okay, maybe he'll go back to sleep.

I sat down in his rocking chair and immediately noticed that this is no longer an easy task now that he's getting so big. I looked at his scrunched up legs and felt his heavy head on my shoulder. I hope he falls right back to sleep so that I can lay him down, I thought. I still have to get myself ready to go...Rocky has been shedding a lot lately and I need to vacuum...I really should just lay him back down in his crib because that's where babies are "supposed" to sleep...I wanted to get at least one load of laundry done before the park...I wonder what's new in the world of Facebook...

And then I said, Shut up, inner monologue.

I again looked at his scrunched up legs and felt his heavy head on my shoulder. I hope he sleeps in my arms for a long time so that I don't have to put him down. Moments like this are becoming few and far between.

He did sleep in my arms for quite some time. I relished it. Sitting in a quiet room with a peacefully sleeping baby gave me a lot of time to think. I thought back to how small Shae was just a few months ago when we rocked in that chair. I thought about how I would all too soon think back to this very moment and long for him to want me to rock him to sleep. I already felt nostalgic for this moment, even as I was living it.

We did, of course, still make it to the park. The laundry hadn't been done, the floors weren't vacuumed, and I hadn't checked my Facebook. My hair was a mess and I didn't have a speck of make-up on, but Shae didn't seem to mind.

Watching the duckies

Shae's favorite: the swings!