I just realized I used the word “dreamy” in the title of my last two blog posts. That’s the other reason writing has been slow. In this last month I seem to be drifting already into the sleep schedule of a mother of a newborn, waking at odd hours of the night an unable to get back to sleep. So I’m feeling tired, drifting in a little bit of a haze. The gray weather isn’t helping either.
This morning I woke at 4:45 and so did the baby and he was creeping and crawling all over the place. Eventually I gave up on lying in bed and got up and said my prayers in the early morning twilight accompanied by the songs of all the neighborhood birds. Then I ate a banana and drank a glass of milk and went to lie down again, dozing fitfully until after Dom’s alarm went off at 6:15 after which I finally fell asleep. Only to wake at 7:15 to the sound of both girls screaming for Mommy.
I took a long nap this afternoon and forgot to wrap Bella’s baptism present, a small printed icon of St Elizabeth. But I managed to get it into a piece of tissue paper while she was eating her cake and that was really enough. It’s nice how simple a celebration can be to meet with her full satisfaction. We baked a chocolate cake and made cream cheese frosting. It was lumpy and misshapen but she didn’t care. We lit her baptismal candle and I said a short prayer and we sang “Happy Baptism Day to You” and she blew out the candle.
Going to try to get to bed early tonight. I keep saying that to myself but have been finding it 1 am before I’m turning off the light.
