Today we took Blythe for her first picnic and we painted her toenails for the first time. Jason and I are very happy to have a new valentine in our lives!
5 years ago Jason wrote me this poem and gave me a pair of shoes. They are little silver baby shoes (I am sure you have seen them around my neck). At the time they stood for being sole mates and now they stand for that as well as the gift of our wonderful daughter!
My Sole’s Sole Mate
When young at heart, my sole sedate,
So clean, unlaced, my tongue not felt,
No smell of love, nor hint of fate,
Of hearts to come, and hearts to melt.
My world a box, I was trapped in store,
I had a life, my life, no more,
With love to give, and no vaccine,
My sole to sit, and lie unseen,
Then came the day, when I was found,
By a good hearted boy, a boy well round,
He taut me fit, and wore me in,
The ways of right, and left no sin.
He showed me the world, for I did as he told,
He wore me in, yet hung me out,
But wearing thin, I felt so old,
I was loosing hope, and finding doubt.
I knew not where, nor what it does,
But it was there, I knew it was,
So deep within, I held on tight,
To but a chance, a love so right,
And so I left, to find my dove,
A sole so pure, so full of love,
I wanted to feel, and further be felt,
To find my heart, my heart to melt.
I felt her pulse, we ran in sync,
Our paths uncrossing, yet so divine,
Each other to find, through a missing link,
To share our love, not her’s, not mine.
But the other day, we were stolen away,
And tied together, in the usual way,
Thrown towards the sky, we started to soar,
Weightless we seemed, like the smiles we wore,
Intertwined in our fate, we soon came to rest,
So high in the sky, our fate was blessed,
We were sharing dream, a dream divine,
To spend forever, on this power line.
Bound by strings, unseen yet felt,
With soles to give, so bound by fate,
I had found my heart, my heart to melt.
The heart I found, my souls sole mate.
We had a surprise visit from Grandmammy on Saturday and she got some saline to put in Blythe's nose to help clear her out and although while we were doing it she didn't like it (baby torture) it really helped. Since she woke herself up every time she coughed we put her in bed with us so we could sleep in 30 minute or so intervals and not have to get up and walk into her room. This system worked well, but notw we are having to retrain her to sleep on her own in her own bed. We weren't swaddling her in our bed and even had her on her stomach because she preferred to cough that way. We thought maybe she was done being swaddled, but after having 3 nights of Blythe waking up WAY too often we have gone back to the swaddle. Last night was the first night we re-swaddled her and we all had a better night of sleep!
Jan, Momo, and Great Grandma Barbara came into town on Wednesday for one more visit with Blythe before Jan returns to Australia. Blythe is very spoiled right now with 4+ adults to play with. Jan taught Blythe a new trick! She can stand herself up to reach a toy at the coffee table (with very little assistance). They are headed back to DFW today because Jan flys out Saturday evening.
This weekend will probably consist of a lot of Blythe and Mommy time because Daddy has his qualifying exams on Monday so he will and should have his nose in books all weekend.
I need to upload some recent pictures, but here is a link to the most recent pictures I have uploaded. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2656508&l=9c954&id=8316366