Ok... I want to sleep, but I've just come off a 10 hour shift full of coffee and it just isn't going to happen.
I started a post Friday morning (which feels like it was about a week ago) and seemed to have lost it in the interwebs. I remember very vividly what I wanted to say, though, because I can't get over the image of how I woke up yesterday.
The door to my bedroom was open to our balcony and a nice cool breeze was coming in (cool enough to wrap my feet in the comforter at the foot of the bed and pull Sadie closer to me). The sparrows were singing, and the blooms from the lilac out back have started to sweeten the air. As I slowly woke, I rotated my ankles, rubbed my feet together and curled my toes and gave Sadie a kiss on the top of her head. And to my gleeful surprise, Sadie's feet began to twitch and dance in the exact same way mine were. I've never known anyone who is so much me. That small moment was startling and amazing and so universally synchronous. I feel like I woke to the realization: I have a daughter.
In other news, I think I'm developing allergies. From the sore throat/headache I experienced when I woke Tuesday, to the runny nose and sneezy I've had today - all of it is balls.
I'm starting to feel like staying up any later is going to be detrimental to my day tomorrow (9-4 shift and we've got a new apprentice and Easter brunchers to handle). There was more but, as always, it will have to wait. Remind me some day to tell you all about
this. I have ideas.