She is our little morning baby.
Even in just a couple of weeks, Gracie went and changed on us again. She is officially the queen of rolling. At first, she could only roll from her back to her stomach and then she was stuck. Now, she can roll from her stomach to her back, but she can only roll in one direction since one of her arms is stronger than the other. It's quite comical. One minute, she's in the middle of the blanket and we look up briefly and then look back down to find her in between my chair and the recliner.
She thinks Daddy is the most hilarious and the most interesting. I love watching her watch him as he gets excited during a football game or when he plays games with her. Her favorite game right now is when he scares her; you would think she would cry, but she just laughs and laughs and she even giggles in anticipation of being scared.
I have really missed Gracie this weekend. Weekends are her time with Daddy because that's when I book the majority of my photo sessions. They just sit together in his chair and he plays video games, watches movies or just plays with her for a long time. He'll even get on the floor with her and play with her and roll and slide her around everywhere. She is definitely his little buddy. He thinks that she will love watching football with him because she'll be excited to see Daddy so worked up over the game. I completely envision them yelling at the TV together.
I miss living in an actual house, especially the one on Pennsylvania because in that house was where we had our sweet talk about wanting to start trying to have a baby. That's where all of my visions of our children grew. I imagined a child running around the fenced in backyard, playing with bubbles and Bruno. I saw a blond child sitting on the steps of the porch in front of the house, reading a book or watching the cars go by or the sun flicker away. Don't get me wrong, we are incredibly blessed to be in this apartment and to have found it so quickly after the tornado. It's just never where I envisioned raising a child. But, at the same time, it is our home. I have "my" chair and Josh has "his" seat. I created Gracie's room in this apartment and she'll be able to look back on the photographs of her very first bedroom that was Alice in Wonderland themed. We spend all of our mornings cuddling and playing with Gracie in our king sized bed as the light tries to peek through our only bedroom window that we've shielded with a thick blanket. This apartment is where I was in labor for three days, standing in the dining room swaying through the pain or curling over the couch to try to find some relief and try to sleep for just a few minutes. We brought Gracie home to this apartment, scared and worried about our first night home.
While we have all of these beautiful memories at the apartment, I can't wait to buy a house and make it our own. I want Gracie to have any kind of room she wants; maybe something with a little reading nook or a big chest with costumes and dresses so she can be a princess or anything she wants to be for the day. And I want a big back yard with a pool big enough for Gracie to love and enjoy and swim like a little fish. I also want to be those people that leave Christmas lights up all year. Josh seems to be under the impression that he would never put up Christmas lights on the house, but maybe it'll sound better if Gracie asks him with those eyes so that he can't say no. I also want lots of big windows to let all of the sunlight fill up the house.I know some of these things are not very luxurious; I just want some small simple things for Gracie to look back on when she's older and hopefully say what a fun childhood she had.
It amazes me how much I want for her. I find myself blowing through paychecks and being broke incredibly soon because I want Gracie to have everything. Everyone around me is the same way. Her Nana always brings her new clothes and stuffed animals. Her Grandma Gigi has a house full of toys, including a bouncy house, that she's not even big enough to use yet. If she is crying, Daddy will immediately pick her up, play with her or cuddle with her. He has said before that he knows she'll be able to get anything she wants and all it will take is her huge smile.
Every day has such new meaning to me these days. Gracie and I have what I call our girls days while Daddy is at work and we just hang out together. She watches cartoons long enough for me to eat a quick breakfast. We play and giggle and eat throughout the day. Most days, we do lunch with Grandma Gigi's work or somewhere in town. Sometimes we go shopping at thrift stores or the grocery stores. I love how she is when we are riding around in the car. One minute, she is alert and looking around and the next, she is passed out asleep. Sometimes she'll sleep through Wal Mart or whatever store I'm in and she just completely surprises me by that. As long as she has eaten something and doesn't have a dirty diaper, she loves to be out and about.
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