Running somewhere in between dusk and dark I breathe in the smell of chimneys burning on a not too cool night. Here in the northwest chimneys burn even when it's in the 50's. My daughter and I are running outside, sometimes hand in hand, and she is pulling a little telephone on a string - the type with the forever blinking eyes. She always wants to be outdoors, and when there are puddles she stomps in every one. I see her new white shoes becoming dirtied and for a moment I pause and say, "Oh no, your new shoes..." But of course she doesn't care at all, and I realize neither do I, really. And I began thinking of recent happenings...the little things she does that make me stop for just a moment.
Yesterday I brought home a potty!! that is green and pink and resembles a frog now that she has taken to running naked and chucking her diaper directly in papa's direction. She admired the frog and then grabbed the inner pink portion and placed it on her head like a cowboy hat. She did this a few times. She is also becoming fond of doing yoga, as you will see in the new photo.
It is true that becoming a mother truly changes you. I can look back now and see myself just a few years ago and I almost don't recognize that person. Everything in my new life has changed to include my physical location.
There are still moments like this one when it feels like it is just she and I, and I smile.
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