M.I.A.

We own the complete series of only two television shows.  Friends and the Golden Girls.  I don’t care who you are, they are both seriously funny shows.  Jason and I have been known to break into a Golden Girls song (not just the theme song) or dialogue at random times.  Anyway, there’s this episode (which is by no means my favorite) where Dorothy gets nervous about her mom, Sophia, dying.  Dorothy decides to force some quality time on Sophia.  She writes down every funny thing she says in a notebook.  She tells Rose or Blanche something like “When we're watching TV, I find myself looking at her trying to memorize her face like I don't want to forget a single line or wrinkle, then she'll turn to me and say 'Why are you staring at me? I've been wanting to pick my nose for the last half hour'.” 

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So...where have I been these past couple of weeks?  The week of September 12th, was my last week of maternity leave.  I was Dorothy and let's just say that Addy will pick her nose, no matter who may or may not be watching.  Anyway, I tried to wrap up projects and chores, but I spent most of my week soaking in as much of my littles as I could.  I didn't want to forget anything.  I made mental notes of everything Addy did or said to make me laugh or surprise me, yet again, with her smarts.  She brought a big rock to me one morning (no clue where it came from) and said, "Dis is my favowite wock, mommy.  Who made dis?"  Before I even had the chance to answer, she piped in, "Ummm, I don't know.  Pwobly Jesus."  I found myself giggling all day about the way she says "sea anemone" - just like Nemo does, she says "Sea Anemonemonemone."  I tried to memorize the sound that her kisses make, a hollow little sound, like a suction cup coming off of a window.  I held on to moments as they passed.  I wanted to bottle the melting feeling I had while I nursed Cohen and his little stare went right through me, to my very core.  I wanted to seal it up tight so that I could pull it out at work and drink it down.  I took joy in the way his smile slowly spreads from his eyes to his little lips and then down to his toes as he throws his tootsies up in the air.  I wanted to remember everything. 

I'm realizing how overly emotional I sound.  I know I'm not done experiencing these moments with them, I just had a fear that work and more responsibilities would distract me from them.  The thing is, I've been back to work for almost two weeks now (I started back on the 19th), and I'm not distracted by work in the way that I thought I would be.  I'm even more grateful for the time I have at home with my beautiful kids and incredible husband.  We’ve spent our last couple weekends doing the "fall" thing...enjoying football games with family and fires in the fireplace and bowls of homemade potato soup and chili.

Saturday Hawkeye gear...

 

So two weeks in, and we're finally starting to find a groove…a groove that may eventually allow for more home improvement projects, taking photographs, writing blogs, doing crafts, baking cakes...(I could go on and on)  But for now, we’re working on the basics.  Eat.  Sleep.  Work.  And Quality time whenever we can steal it. 

Hang in there...it's almost Friday...:)