Sometimes we find little reminders just when we need them most. This one, right in the sidewalk on a recent walk, found me just as I was running through the upcoming holiday season in my head. The events to attend, the gifts to make and give, the cookies to bake, the places to travel. Its easy, this time of year, to feel a bit overwhelmed, and I was. But then I looked down, and someones message reminded me. Simplify. I will try to listen.
Ewan doesn’t do many things quickly, at least not yet. He likes to linger. He eats slowly, often savoring each bite before being ready for another. He crawls, for now, slowly. Stopping along the way to take in the sights and local flavors. A favorite right now is the vacuum cleaner which, according to Ewan, can be both a sight and flavor.
And, my favorite, he wakes up slowly. One of the advantages of co-sleeping is that we don’t miss many of those precious waking moments. I am often awake before him, but I so love to lie there with him, watching him as he stirs, peeking out between the slits of his eyes, and deciding it isn’t quite time yet as he settles back into a snooze. Only to repeat the whole process minutes later. But, once he does decide to wake up, oh is there joy! and smiles! and all those great things that come along with being reacquainted after a long separation!
I love those moments and wouldn’t trade them for anything in the whole world!
(Note those chubby little rolls on his wrists. Yup, this babe is finally starting to chunk up a bit. I love those little rolls and his dimply little cellulite bottom. If only it were so cute on big people, ahem, me.)
. . . when it’s 70 in November?
Well, you put your Birkenstocks on (without socks!) and you get outside!
Often while Ewan is playing, I pull out my needles and yarn to keep my fingers and hands busy while watching my little guy explore his world. (Right now, a pair of baby legwarmers are on the needles)
Most of the time Ewan won’t pay me (or my yarn) any mind. Sometimes he will.
So, I gave him his own ball of yarn. I’m starting him with the good stuff (it’s one of my handspun three-plys).
And he liked it.
Right now, he doesn’t do much with it besides put in his mouth and make some pretty impressive tangles, but maybe someday he will. For now, I’m just happy that I’ve found another way to make it so that I can keep knitting for a few more minutes and Ewan can keep exploring his world in the ways that he knows.
