Day 31

 

Day 31

Above is a picture of starfish in bed, closing his eyes because I was aiming my camera and flash right at him when it was dark. I had to make this the picture of the day because it's my favorite part of the day. But not just because it's bedtime- it's also the time of day where Ethan laughs and snuggles the most. From about 7pm on starfish is in an incredibly good mood (at least at home- not so much when we are out). He loves to be tickled and has recently starting laughing during his nightime song and prayer. I understand the laughing during the nighttime song (you would to if you heard jared and i sing) but the prayer is a little more confusing to me. Anyways, it makes our prayers a little more cheerful and I think God appreciates our joy and laughter even in prayer. So nighttime has become this super sweet time to remember there is joy even in the midst of difficulty. When we lay Ethan down, he tends to still be laughing, so we joke around a little more. The picture above was taken in that moment. As you can see, he sleeps with a few cars. Usually he holds one car (and by car I mean anything with wheels, i.e. trains, buses, trucks = car), sleeps next to his car pillow (Lightning McQueen) with his car sheets and car comforter. So you get it... he likes cars. I'm thinking we are going with it and his 2nd birthday party will have a car theme.

Today I taught a rhetoric class, went to Barberitos with starfish, visited my dear friend Sonya who I use to teach with at Prince Ave., and then watched Toy Story 2. We had a good night catching up with friends and our old roommate (Jesse, who used to live with us) came over for good times. I broke free around 8pm after putting Ethan to bed to make a Target run. It's just a known female rule that one needs to go to Target about every 2.5 days. So I obeyed this unwritten code and went. It was wonders of Mossimo, Merona, and Circo kids stuff that I was tempted to buy. I resisted, for today at least.

So today I want to honor Lisa Driver (maid of honor in wedding, mother of Alexander Driver who I posted on blog). I talked with her tonight through tears and decided she needs a salute. I salute you, Lisa Driver, for getting up at 3 am to feed your newborn helpless child. For never getting to go back to sleep after 3 am. For not knowing when one day stops and another starts. For not showering for days. Just kidding. I think you said you do still get to shower. I salute you for not going crazy as you carry around this 6 lb precious baby who is now controlling your every second. For being honest enough to admit its difficult so the rest of us don't feel bad. Yes, Lisa Driver. Today's blog is in honor of you. It's amazing the human race continues, but its fine human beings like you that we have to thank for that.

I've decided that just like taps, there needs to be a trumpet song played for moms around the world who have sacrificed their bodies and lives for small creatures known as infants. I can hear the music now. men, women, and children saluting their moms. Right after the pledge of allegience in school will be the mandatory "thank you for giving birth to me" salute. If I was able to play the trumpet and download it, I would share it right now.

Thankful for:
My own mom who carried me around for 9 months, then carried me around for another year or so, then carried me & my stuff around for about 16 more years, and now carries my son around to help me. That's a lot of carrying, and I'm more grateful to you than anyone. Thankful for this weird strength that God gives moms to perserve in the midst of tiredness and for the pockets of joy that surprise me throughout my life.