Taken as the sun was setting, at around 3 in the afternoon, leaving the day's high temperature at about -6.
We have found a routine around here, with some stumbling and some intentional scrounging. It is a funny thing to have so much change at once, as I am sure I have mused about on here too many times these past 11 months. One of the side effects of that is that even though my baby is almost a year, I am just now determining some sort of structure to our day. Sure, we have had structure every now and then throughout the last year, but this structure was short lived and evolving as quickly as our living situation.
Now we have a home, a car, a laundry room, a treadmill, and I can't depend on anyone to have dinner on the table when Curtis is working if I don't do it myself (one of the best benefits of the four month communal living situation we had with Curtis's parents). We also have a child that sleeps ten hours in a row on a regular occasion, stacking a three hour nap on top of that after an early morning feed.
Yes, life is good on so many fronts. There truly was a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
With that said, as much as I love routine, too much of "the same" and I begin to go a bit crazy. Babies, after all, don't offer a lot of variety--certainly not as much as teenagers in the classroom do. Our days revolve around diapers and soft finger foods, outfit changes and naps, games of chase on our hands and knees, and quest to find the small ball that has inevitably ended up under the couch, again. I find myself looking for variety in my daily search for new recipes to assemble in the evenings, a sort of challenge in an otherwise pretty simple day. Baby girl and I make a trip to the grocery store, typically a welcome outing, where we check our PO box, inevitably run into one or more people we know, and stop on several occasions when a small expressive face catches the eye of even the most hardened looking fisherman.
These days we look forward to the sunrise coming a bit early each day, to the month of February not breaking records with rainfall as January did, to Curtis taking a few days off this month, and to the new tricks that we observe with our daughter on a regular basis. We have so much to be thankful for. We have so much to look forward to.
The rare occasion when she transitions from the crib at Grandma and Grandpa's house to my shoulder without waking up.