SUNDAY, MARCH 15TH, 1998
Julia is 6 months old...It seems impossible that half a year has passed. My life is so different than it was six months ago and more different still than a year ago. I used to say I never had enough time, and now I wonder what I ever did before Julia. My world revolves around her. And I love every minute - well, almost every minute.
So many things I want to say, but since time is short, I'll pick just a couple things, and hope memory will serve me to write more later.
I was reflecting on the past six months yesterday, and I felt so overwhelmed with gratitude! We have had everything we've needed. Julia is well and happy. No one has been killed in a struggle to get into our one and only bathroom yet. It's been cramped, yes, but very manageable, almost cozy. Which is not to say we don't desperately want & need more room - we do. But it's been infinitely better than I thought it would be. Now, finally, we are attempting to go ahead with more renovations on the other house. Julia is now able to entertain herself for some periods of time and is a lot more patient than she used to be. I guess this frees me up just a little to begin thinking about other things at least occasionally. Anyway, I am excited about fixing her room up and will begin looking for ideas and materials this week. Still thinking angels & pink. Will see what I can find.
Julia and I went to the Camilla Library Saturday morning. Got some really good books. They had a wonderful kite display all over the children's section. Reminded me of some of the neat kites they had at the White Swan hotel in China. Mom & I wanted them sooo bad. But there was no way to pack & get them back. But, oh, how I love kites. Looking forward to Julia's first one in a few years. So many wonderful things to look forward to.
One of the books we got is called All the Places to Love by Patricia MacLachlan. We read it last night and it really touched me deeply. Maybe it was because I was feeling so sentimental about Julia being 6 months old and so grateful for her and the difference she has made in our lives. But it spoke to me about roots, and family bonds, and nature. Simple but profoundly satisfying things. And gorgeous illustrations. We've also been enjoying The Baby's Bedtime Book edited by Kay Chorao. We read it almost every night as Julia drifts off to sleep. Lots of lovely bedtime poems and such. Almost mesmerizing. I've renewed it 3 times now, so think I'll try to find a copy to purchase soon.
Well, it's 1:10 a.m. and I have so much more to say, but I'd better go to bed and continue another time. I've been up late several nights working on the web page. Time consuming, but I really enjoy it. Added music this time. Really amazes me all one can do with the internet.
More later....
