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Stop and smell the...

Carrie Lynn5 Comments

Yesterday, I was up at 7am taking care of baby, cleaning up my house, entertaining a couple of visitors, and working on a new shop I am helping to open. When Georgia was sleeping, and the guests were gone, I popped in a movie* and folded some laundry. I was annoyed when I heard Georgia stirring early because I wasn't done with folding the clothes yet. She's been pretty clingy lately. Then I remembered visiting my friend who had a 1 year old at the time. He woke up from a nap and wanted to cuddle and she told me: "I'm sorry, I can't talk for just a minute- he never wants to cuddle." We just sat there in silence while she closed her eyes and breathed in her son's sweetness before he squirmed, got down, and played with something else. I don't think I'll ever forget that.

So I took a lesson from my friend, and I put down the laundry and just held my baby. I breathed in her sweetness. I don't do this all the time. I am known for dumping her in her exer-saucer and running around trying to get things done. This time, though... I'm glad I paused.

I used to smell the roses. Now I smell my baby's hair.

*I watch movies Scott would hate but I sort-of like while I do laundry. We call them "laundry movies" and Scott made me put them on a separate shelf from our regular movies so no one would think he likes them.