Our summer’s been hot so at least we have palm trees. Skinny, sad, thirsty palm trees but palm trees nevertheless.
In the mornings round here Evey and I are still very slow to get up. We stay in bed to cuddle and nurse. Honestly, little is done beyond nursing and taking care of Evey. It seems each time I’m on the verge of doing something productive she needs me. Hence, I justify our half-packed apartment (we move in three days) and the half-dozen half-written blog posts (ones beyond just fluff) lingering on my desktop.
I truly didn’t realize how much work one little girl would be! (Not that I’m discontent or unhappy, I just didn’t realize it.) I was very naive thinking it’d even be easy. Come on! My mom brought home a baby ten times. She never seemed overwhelmed. So, just one baby, I thought, “What will I do with all my free time?!” Now I wish I could go back to be a 1000x more helpful each time my mom brought a sibling home. (Brava, mama! Brava!)
Weather was bearable the past few days. While I still count on one hand the hours I’ve spent outside the past seven weeks, two of those hours were this weekend. So, big things! Our cousins visited Phoenix for a baseball tournament. We had fun watching, golfing, swimming and dining to a cool 95-105 degrees. Not joking: this is “cool” for us. Sickening, eh?
Some of these photos are from our sushi date Thursday. It was our third dinner date with Evelyn and nothing like the first date we went on when (almost) everything that could go wrong did. I left the restaurant covered in baby vomit and poo, Evelyn left a little uncomfortable but peaceful as ever, and dad just left with a full tummy. Oh, what a night.
We’ve been such lucky first time parents. I struggle to answer when people ask, “is she a good baby?” I think they mean, “does she cry a lot?” But really, how can a baby be good or bad? We do have such a peaceful little girl though. The Lord knows I still have a lot of patience to build up and couldn’t handle anything else. We don’t know how much longer we have of this perfectly patient, content, sweet temperament, baby girl. So we are just thankful.
We move this week! I’m excited as we say goodbye to our one-bedroom and hello to a two br two bath. We look forward to walking without tripping over the greedy amount of baby gear we’ve got and moving Eve’s dresser out of the living room. Ha! Still, I’ll miss vacuuming the entire apartment with one plug. It’s nice to not feel that tug, have to unplug, and replug. (Totally kills my vacuum vibes.) Small spaces have their perks.
Luckily, this new place is still small with just one extra bedroom and bathroom. Jusssst right for our little family for at least a couple more years. I love small spaces. It means less junk to justify, having family closer together (a plus in my opinion), and having less to clean (lazy housewife be me).
Evelyn’s newest things are: tracking us as we walk around (she won’t let us out of sight) and adding new little sounds. So cute! One of my favorite things is when she’ll suddenly recognize her dad’s voice. She’ll freeze up once she finds him and just stare, stare, stare. She loves listening to his voice and smiling up at him.
It’s sweet to be a parent. It still amazes to me that the Lord trusts us with little Eve’s soul. :)