ellery woke around 6:30, so i went into her room to nurse her. she nearly fell back to sleep, clutching my shirt, and i knew she wasn't quite ready to be awake for the day. so we sat in the dark room, her noise machine still humming softly, and she jabbered at me a bit. her sweet head kept falling against my shoulder, and she would re-position herself, turning her head from left to right, until finally her breathing became even and deep. she snuggled in and slept, and i snagged a fleece blanket from next to her crib and draped it over both of us. and i was in heaven. parents, is there anything better than when your baby falls asleep on you? it happens so rarely these days that when it does, i simply enjoy it.
i couldn't fall back to sleep myself, even though our glider is ridiculously comfortable, so my mind wandered, and i prayed for the sleeping child, and for any future children we may one day have, and for our families. and that quiet, simple time was easily the best way i could have started my day.
ellery's hair is getting thicker, but is still baby soft, and it's started to curl a bit when it's damp. she's getting longer, and though she still fit on my lap, she felt more like a toddler draped across me than a newborn, which is so bizarre. she slept with her hands clenched in little fists, and at one point she woke up, grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her shoulders, and snuggled back against me to sleep. i couldn't help but think it was such a big girl thing to do, such a non-baby thing, and that made me want to pause this time and remember it forever. it just keeps getting more and more rich, being a parent, and i refuse to believe that it won't keep getting better and better. i know there will be hard times, but i want to look on the bright side and be grateful for the gift of each day being a mother.
she finally woke around 9, so we went back into my room. ellery got excited when she saw sam, and crawled over to him and gently patted his arm. he woke and smiled at her, and we three lounged and talked and laughed for a little while before i asked sam to take us to breakfast. there is still a thick layer of white snow covering our town, and for some reason, brunch seemed like the right idea.
we drove past a few restaurants before finally finding one that was open - the sassy onion. and let me tell you, the sassy onion has a new fan for life. first because they were open on a snow day, when every other restaurant was closed, and second because they have a full gluten-free menu. i happily noshed on gluten-free pancakes, bacon, and eggs. the waitress asked if we could leave ellery with her, because she seemed to be such a happy baby. and yes, she is definitely a happy baby. she doesn't like being tired, or hungry, but otherwise she's very happy and friendly.
we came home and ellery took a nearly three-hour nap. after two hours, i began growing concerned, but i kept checking the monitor and she was sleeping peacefully. sam and i were able to relax and just enjoy each other's company, which doesn't happen often since he has been working so much. then the baby woke and sam watched her while i baked cookies.
we took the still-warm cookies over to kari's house, where we meet with our old community group on sunday nights. i say old community group because it was the group from the church that we all used to attend, but really, it's still a community group. we're no longer affiliated with a church, but we are definitely a community, in the best sense of the word. some day i'll write more about this special group and how grateful we are for them. we enjoyed pot roast and laughed and watched the olympics.
and then we came home to put ellery to bed and i developed a migraine, because of course, no day is perfect.
it felt like a real gift, yesterday, like God was blessing us with this small moment in time. i want to hold on to it and i don't want to forget it. i felt like it was particularly important to write it down today, because today is sort of the opposite.
sam left for work around 5 am and has had a hellish day at work. snow is fun for lots of people, but lots of other people get into accidents because salem isn't prepared for this much snow and the roads haven't been plowed. naturally, it makes for a very hectic day for my sweet husband, who manages a car rental office, and many more people than usual need cars. and today ellery has had such a hard time napping, and getting her to sleep has been more difficult than it has been in over two months. and our house is a complete disaster, because being snowed in apparently means i no longer need to keep up with dishes or laundry or vacuuming. and the snow is melting, and turning into that disgusting, brown slush that everyone who likes snow seems to forget about. (i think the brown slush is perhaps the main reason i dislike snow.)
so today, when i'm drowning in housework, i'll remember our time with friends last night. and when ellery screams at me and throws her paci across the room in defiance, i'll remember the way her soft head felt nestled against my neck, and the hilarious bedhead she had when she woke. and tonight when sam gets home from work, i'll thank him for how hard he works to provide for us, and for taking us to breakfast yesterday, and i'll remember how cute it was when he was helping ellery take a drink of water. because i think God gives us nearly-perfect days so that we can recall them when life is not so perfect. and the memories we made can be savored until the next really sweet day comes along.