(from last night…)
We made it to the one month mark! Not that I thought we wouldn’t, but that first month can be crazy. Crazy sleep patterns, crazy messes, crazy no shower days, crazy mac and cheese again meals, crazy music to get the baby to sleep.
I know the music that plays on the radio station between 9:00 and 10:00PM, and between 10:00 and 11:00PM. That’s usually when we’re doing the “bounce, bounce, rock” around the kitchen. Tonight a song played called “Days of Grace.” Totally appropriate.
Mercy didn’t fall asleep until 11:15PM. I held her All. Day. Long. (Maybe a wee, tiny exaggeration?) Yesterday was fabulous, her napping in bed and me getting lots of school done with my big kids. Today she seemed to be asking, “Do you still love me? Even if I won’t let you put me down?” She didn’t cry or fuss, as long as I held her. She looked up at me and crinkled her eyes, just like me, and practiced her smiles and coos.
So we read books together. And I did what school I could. She must know now that 7+8=15, and Beowulf was a great, legendary Celtic warrior, and how to spell the word “the.” We go back and forth between Preschool, Kindergarten, 1st grade, and 3rd grade; so by the end of the year she should be ridiculously smart! Oh, and we listen to Mozart and Bob Dylan on Pandora, and Toby Mac on iTunes. She really is well-rounded in her education so far.
She learned how to pay a bill over the phone, because the internet was down, and maybe she learned not to procrastinate bill-paying.
We talked about the chickadees outside at the feeder. Two birds come every day, so we named them Toby and Mac. (Yes, my kids love that artist.)
Mercy LOVES her siblings! Megan spends the most time with her, and is rewarded with huge smiles. She loves to grin at Kirstyn too, and Cory. She just loves to smile, really! Cameron doesn’t hold her much, but when he held her this afternoon she craned her head around so she could look up at him. I think she was telling him that she understood. Everything about him. Maybe she’ll be my other introverted child.
Mostly she winces when Zach kisses her!
She’s just like me. I’m rubbing off on her, literally! Sunday evening, our church had a beautiful creek baptism. Glorious! I cried as some of the dads baptised their kids. Anyway, as we were walking away from the creek, I noticed Mercy’s face sparkling in the sunshine. It was my make-up, rubbing off on her from all the kisses and snuggles.
Now I’m going all figurative on you, but isn’t that what happens? The people we spend time with rub off on us.
My kids love the things I love, say the things I say, and do the things I do. Mercy even has my sleep patterns, from spending so much time with me! Yes, girl, 11:15PM to 10:00AM is ideal. I admit. All of my kids love to cuddle, and all of my kids are fairly laid back. The doctor yesterday even said as much, about Mercy! Some things I’m proud to claim, like their penchant for words, and books, and gentleness with animals, their love of the outdoors, and just life in general. My kids know bird names, tree names, and flowers. They even know some of the weeds that are yummy to snack on, or have medicinal benefits! Cameron, especially, seems to enjoy pruning and weeding with me.
My oldest child hates Cheerios, bananas, eggs, and raisins. Just like me.
Every single one of my kids LOVES coffee! I think I’m proud of that one… Coffee wards of depression and cancer, after all!
Sometimes my kids drop a phrase or tone that makes me cringe and think, “Oh! I speak that way.”
And I realize that I need to spend more time with God, to pick up His ways and personality.
So, baby girl — and the rest of my children — let’s hang out with Him together! Your mama is learning just as much as you, on this journey of motherhood. Let’s soak up His face, and sparkle with His grace.