We’ve had a couple of snowy weeks, which was a delight because of how rarely it occurs. The only issue with a city that shuts down at the first sign of a snowflake is that when the daycare is closed, life gets hard for a working mother who never gets off for snow. Luckily Morella is pretty cheerful no matter where she spends her day.
Yesterday morning we walked along the western floodwall, with the baby in her carrier. The river was raging, so full and fast and noisy. It’s amazing how much wind and sound the floodwall blocks out. It was nice to get out and get some exercise, and also to test out how the baby would do on a short hike. I think we’re down to continue taking her on short hikes, but maybe we’ll get a better / more comfortable carrier for her.
Later she was having a nice nap in the car so we just drove around, way down Staples Mill into more rural areas. We talked a bit about what it would be like to live in the country some day, and the idea is not unpleasant to either of us. We just detest long commutes. But generally we have the same philosophy: we’d live in the city or the country, but not the sprawly in-between. I love Church Hill and would have a difficult time leaving it, and yet I would love to have a massive rose garden again.
The family is doing an Outer Banks vacation again this year, and I’m really excited about it. I haven’t been on a family beach vacation in five years! It seems wrong. It feels wrong. And everything in me has been craving the smell of salty air for many months now. We kept getting foiled by things like Mom and Dad going elsewhere for vacation, or stupid hurricanes clobbering the coast so that we couldn’t even make it there. Keeping my fingers crossed that no natural disasters will prevent me from seafood buffets and hiding under a beach umbrella this year. And I can’t wait to dip Morella’s toes in the Atlantic.
…And then I didn’t take a breath for two months. I got all caught up and feeling pretty good, and then the holidays hit, and some things ramped up at work, and Dan’s mom came into town, and everything enveloped me again. I always really miss having time to sit down, update the blog, and just take stock for a hot second. But I enjoyed the festivities and friends and fun of this busy season, too. And I cut myself some slack in lots of different ways, and didn’t get very stressed.
Some things I don’t want to forget from the end of 2013:
Okay, I never did make it all the way down the list to read or rest, but I did get a lot of things done and have a lot of fun. Also, we had a happy Halloween just sitting on the porch handing out candy to the neighborhood kids. Even our own baby bat made a fleeting costumed appearance.