My kids refer to naps during the day as light naps. Bedtime is called dark nap. Today, I caught Zach in Lily's bed during light nap. He was reading her a book all about sharks, and he kept saying something about "sharp, sharp teeth". Whatever he was saying worked, because she fell asleep soon after this picture was taken.
There are only 5 more dark naps before we move. Back home. Kansas City. Gulp. I've read articles before that list the most stressful events in life. Usually somewhere near the top of the list are things like job change, moving and new baby. Bummer that we're experiencing them all at once. It's sort of complicated that way.
You know what I'd really like? I'd really like to fast forward to next March. March 2010. Because I can remember so clearly March 2008. Full of hope. Excited to arrive in our new city. Searching for houses and dreaming of settling down, making a little home. 365 days later if feels strange to see Houston with such different eyes. I mean, the trees and shrubs are blooming just like they did last year, but other than the foliage, nothing else was quite as expected. Not bad, just different. I don't do different very well. Funny how the pieces of life can fall in place, out of place and right back into place.
Of course, even amidst all the change and anxiety, it's hard to ignore my blessings. Namely the people I live with and love so dearly. And so, it is sometimes with an exhausted sigh that I give in to the idea of letting my plan go, letting another take root...and just being grateful to wake up from each dark nap to see and be with the faces I love.