Maybe it’s March madness, but I’ve decided to start a blog. I’m beginning to realize that life is awfully speedy, and as the years go on it seems to be picking up pace… as cliché as it might sound, I don’t want it to pass me by without trying something I really want to do. It literally feels like last week Grace (my baby girl) was born, and next month she will be one… ONE! That means that amidst the cleaning, the washing (laundry), the nursing and feeding one whole year has gone by since she was born, and, really, it feels like last week. So, without procrastination (which I have a tendency to do) I start my blog.
This last month has been a cold one, as March in New England often is, and so unfortunately we have had to spend much of our time indoors. As a new mum I have the tendency to be overly concerned with keeping Gracie warm, and probably sometimes tend to overheat the poor little munchkin… but really, what is worse than being cold? Nevertheless, on the days where the sun has shone, and heated the earth just enough to make venturing outside (wrapped up) possible, we have taken advantage. While my mum was here a few weeks ago visiting from England, we actually had quite a few of those nice days. Grace loves being outside and is often very quiet (opposite to her personality) while outdoors. I can almost see those little baby cogs turning as she flits her eyes from one thing to the next, usually trees and sky, and I have to remind myself that everything is new to her. I really want to jump into her head and hear what she’s thinking, how she’s perceiving the world, but I know that that’s not possible. If only we could remember our first few years of life. I guess we’ll never know.