Wednesday, September 10, 2008

In guise of a post

I'm two weeks into la rentrée and without much to say here. Or too much to say, and not enough time. Le Petit has a slight cold and his stuffy nose is keeping him from sleeping or nursing well, much to our collective frustration. But today a gray Wednesday morning metamorphosed into a golden September afternoon, just as I love them. Le Petit and I went to the park, where he picked up sticks and pebbles and chased dogs and joggers and I did my best to keep up with him.

Was this really only a year ago?

My husband has a business meeting in Switzerland which will have him leaving for the airport at five a.m., so the Baby Road Show is all mine tomorrow morning. The dinner dishes are still in the sink and there's no guarantee that my poor, stuffy-nosed baby will sleep through the night, so I'll leave you with a couple of "you know you're a mom when" moments:

You involuntarily hum "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes" for most of the morning.

You dig your hands into your pockets at work and discover a wadded up pair of baby socks.

Your evenings are a blur of day care pick ups, dinner preparation, and cleaning up underneath a high chair, but when you see a mother in front of your office building with her toddler's head leaning sleepily against her shoulder you absolutely cannot wait to get home.

1 comment:

caramama said...

I completely know what you are talking about when you see another mom with a kid and you can't wait to get home!

I knew I was a mom when I found half-used kleenex in my pockets.

I hope your little one feels better soon!