Dear Olivia Marie,
You have changed me as a person in many ways- physically, emotionally,
and mentally (weaning off the anxiety meds as we speak). However, you have not
altered who I am cognitively....and for that reason this has been a rough
stretch of time because we’ve been snowed in for two weeks. You are too little
to build a snowman (cue the Frozen soundtrack) so we haven’t been able to
really enjoy the flakes.
I take great pleasure in watching you play, master new
tasks, show curiosity at every new thing and explore the world, but at the same
time I have trouble get past my own boredom at repeatedly labeling the people in the family
pictures you like, stacking the plastic colored rings, and giving piggyback
rides every 3 minutes.
You know that feeling when you wake up in the middle of the
night thinking you should have at least a few hours of sleep left, but when you
look at the clock there’s only 10 minutes until the alarm goes off? Of course
you don’t yet, but you will......It’s a feeling of your stomach sinking a little.
That’s the same feeling I got yesterday when I realized we were only on the
Lion page of Polar Bear, What Do You Hear? while reading it for the third time back
to back. There are still 8 freaking animals left?!?! Ugh. But, I
plowed ahead and you loved it. And I love you, so if that’s what you want to
read again today, I’ll do it. But I will
be bored.
Now don’t get me wrong- YOU are not boring and I’m not wishing
away this part of your life, but I am looking forward to the time when your
preferred activities are a little more stimulating for yours truly. Maybe you will be into boy
bands......that would be fun. But for
today, I will choose to embrace this moment of monotony by building yet
another Lego tower for you to take apart. You are imitating your dad by
groaning every time you bend down to pick up blocks that fall, and that’s
flipping hilarious.
