It all seems so managed.
That little perfect moment, the seed that was planted bloomed today. Clara hasn't been feeling herself. Her grumpy tummy has given her a sour attitude towards doing much but being attached to me. After a blowout in her car seat, she was miserable, frustrated and probably even embarrassed. What is a gimpy mom supposed to do in the Fred Meyer parking lot? Oh and it's just 31 degrees out. Getting creative! I got the poor kiddo out of her seat, set her in the back back. Her now soaked carseat thankfully is easy to unclip, so I moved that smelly puppy off to the side and folded down the backseats. We had the whole giant bug smashing SUV to stink up and stay warm in. Time to clean up the kid! Whew. I put a thin blanket over the wet part of the carseat, clipped the seat back in, strapped the kid back in and home we went. I was OK with no outings, happy to have been able to take care of Clara and looking forward to a good snuggle before her nap.
None of that was pre-planned or managed.
Then I reminded myself to talk to Clara. She woke up and immediately Velcroed herself to me. Another chance to connect! I seized it. I jabbered away and then after a moment of fuss, I asked her calmly, "look at me love," and she did. I then began to tell her about the rest of the day, that Daddy was coming home, that we were going to go visit Finn and Jak. She smiled and said, "okay."
I loved it.
Simple, but treasured moments are the ones I will continue to learn to seize and savor.